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The Shadow Knight of Black Moon Draw hunched over the doreatest enemy were marked, and his second-in-co the fado

He tapped one spot and then leaned away, ready to roll thethe ink

"The battle of Brown Sun Lake will be great indeed," he said with satisfaction

"You do not wish to wait for your battle-witch?"

"My dreaht I cannot wait We will , and he considered the routes of approach and egress, knowing how advanced his ene about for a thousand years: the barbarian hordes of Black Moon Draw overthrowing the more massive, better equipped armies of Brown Sun Lake His life had led up to thishim a new lesson, a new skill

Finally, he was prepared, and with little time to spare Once he claiotiate a surrender with the Red Knight of White Tree Sound, who preferred not to go to battle at all

Only then, after the ten kingdoreatest battle: the thousand-year curse plaguing his world

"Message, sire!" a cry rang out from behind him

He rose froers, a man with the head of a mule, ran fro the ht strode forward, reaching theer held up He opened it carefully and pulled free the olden finch perched in his pal around

"What story do you tell, little bird?" he whispered the typical greeting of the er bird corps, a rare, elite breed of bird capable of transportingthe short, excited bursts of infore was repeated over and over

"Ah" The Shadow Knight nodded in satisfaction It was yet another sign he was meant to triumph at Brown Sun Lake, now that his battle-witch had appeared "Wolf, fetch our horses We return to the bridge now"

His second sprang away The bird began to sing a new tune and the Shadow Knight tensed