He'd been unaware of the T'swa sergeant coming up behind him. ***The lightning-shattered snag was conspicuous beside the ditch. Right, she said. Listening, Romlar chuckled to himself.
There was no horseplay; lights out meant quiet. When he reached the ridgetop,the moonlight showed him the larger ridge a mile or so ahead, on which heexpected the Komarsi artillery to be set up. He is one in aline of Iryalan masters originating from Master Dao of the Dys Hualuunmonastery on Tyss. The president paused, his expression not entirely clear.
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