A moment later, he had vanished into the shiftingshadows of Za Hara-at. Nith Recctor had risen, was writing ion fire in his typicalelegant hand. She pointed. Look how those around him wrinkle their noses and step aside when he comes near, Marethyn said.
She hewed to the prescribed path, heading between two outcrop-pings of boulders. But use it, also. What happened? the young female asked. In a stupefying and cataclysmic display of canniness and strength, the Chimaera leapt clear out of thefrothing water.
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