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"Yes, Aunt Pol"

After he had helped her to the ground, she looked at hiues ahead of you," she told hie as yours"

"We'd better go tell the others," he said gri his horse

"Is there any e could slip around theara had told the in ambush ahead

"I don't think so, Durnik," she replied "They knoe're here, and I' watched"

"We must needs attack them, then," Mandorallen asserted "Our cause is just, and we must inevitably prevail"

"That's an interesting superstition, Mandorallen," Barak told hi ara "How are they deployed? What I mean is-"

"I knohat the word round bare with her foot and picked up a stick

"This trail we're following runs through a ravine that cuts through that low range of hills just ahead At about the deepest part of the ravine, there are several gullies running up the sides There are four separate groups of cultists, each one hiding in a different gully" She sketched out the terrain ahead with her stick "They obviously plan to let us ht into the middle of them and then attack us fro as he studied her sketch "We could easily defeat any one of those groups," he suggested, rubbing thoughtfully at one cheek "All we really need is soht"

"That sort of sums it up," Barak said, "but I don't think they'll stay away just because they weren't invited"

"No," the sreed, "so we'll probably have to put up so in"

"You've thought of so, haven't you, Durnik?" Queen Porenn observed

"What manner of barrier could possibly keep the villains fro to the aid of their coed "Fire would probably work"

Javelin shook his head and pointed at the low gorse bushes in the field beside thereen," he said "I don't think it's going to burn very well"

Durnik smiled "It doesn't have to be a real fire"

"Could you do that, Polgara?" Barak asked, his eyes coht