Chapter nineteen
“We must all wally wound!”Down in the fingerlike valley the dark masses of Garnath’s troops sparkled with light as the suns struck sword and spear, reflected back from helmet and cuirass. In only a few murs the aerial cavalry would clash. Soon the rolling columns of our forces would deploy into line and go rushing down on Garnath and sweep him away to destruction.
Nedfar’s face resembled a face carved from marble to stand mute forever above a silent tomb.
“Shanks!” bellowed Rees. He looked just the same, hot, quick, enormously vital, a man among men, and a good comrade. Maybe his misfortunes had not weighed him down as much as I had feared. The idea that Rees and Chido would not recognize Hamun ham Farthytu was one I could not entertain seriously. Even after all this la
