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Miles gestured curtly for the legionares holding Aood to see you again, Countess, but you've been a harbinger for confusion and danger a little too often for et rid of"I need to see Aqui - Gaius Attis Now Sooner if possible"

Miles's eyes narrowed, then a s If you will follow me, Countess Calderon"

"Thank you, Captain," Amara said

He paused, and said, "Countess I take it that you aren't going to atte, ah, ill-advised"

She smiled sweetly at him "Would you care to take my weapons, Sir Miles?"

He huffed out an annoyed breath and shook his head Then he beckoned for Aht of Legion standards, passing frole surviving Iion of Aquitaine The space between the, it would seeroup around Gaius Attis

As A blades - Aquitaine's singulares, presued their horses to stand between Amara and Lord Aquitaine

"Relax, boys," growled Miles He turned to Amara, and said, "Wait here, Countess I'll speak to hiulares and disappeared She did not look at the bodyguards and stood with her weight far back on her heels, her hands in plain view The very gentle slope of the land let her look down over the heads of the legionares between herself and the actual battle line, and she paused for a ht, it looked nothing like a brutal struggle The legionares looked like laborers in a field, all spread out in a line, their weapons rising and falling while trumpets blew and drule vast roaring noise, like wind or surf, individual cries sed up and ate sound

Aaze up and down the lines

Last year, al, swift- imitations of the vicious lizards of the Kalaran swaarihtmarish renditions of ar scythes, while great wings like those of beetles or perhaps dragonflies lifted them into aerial combat

The vord had taken new forms