Chapter twenty
Seg casts a reasonable shaft“Now let us get after the rast!”
As they spurred ahead, Seg reflected that Milsi was a romantic soul. Well, she had every right to be, seeing what her life had been and what she had been through. Her feelings and expression left him in no doubt. When she dubbed him her Jikai — she meant it with a full heart.
With Skort and his Clawsangs riding in attendance and with Seg’s comrades joining with a few of the Undurker archers, they caught up with the fleeing Muryan in not too long a time. He had a small party of adherents still with him, including the red-headed Bowman of Loh, Nag-So-Spangchin.
The configuration of the ground here, a series of shallow depressions and low rounded hills, channeled pursued and pursuers into the valley to the right a
