With the dreggan in his hands again, Tristan quickly rolled over. Sturdy ropes bound the victim’s head, torso, and legs to the altar top. Charningham was a quarter of a league away, and there was no one about to help. Calling the craft, she brought flame to three fresh ones invarious places about her chambers.
The barrels exploded, setting the raining pitch on fire. Using hand signals, Einar ordered them to fly low, so thatthe shrews could better follow the glowing nets. Wigg and Shailiha watched in awe as a white line formed on the face of the pass. Tristan, Ox, Traax, and several warriors followed them.
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