Those following werebunched up behind him, unable to pass for the moment that it took himto recover and regain his feet. Are your archers ready? Hal asked. Come inside, Lieveling. Asthey drew closer, Hal saw that his face was streaked with dust andpowder soot, and that his clothing was torn and soiled with the muck ofthe battlefield.
e courtyardthat Hal realized they were human skulls, and that tall pyramids formedof hundreds stood at spaced intervals around the perimeter. He dropped the mallet and held up both handsto his face in the attitude of prayer. Hal turned away from the revolting spectacle, trying to close his earsto the stream of invective. Schreuder's eyes were blue, cold and merciless.
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