“Let’s pray they don’t,” Yrene said,
surveying the ruks in the valley below.
A thousand ruks. It had seemed like a gift
from the gods, seemed like an impossibly
large number. And yet seeing them assembled
on the plain ...
Even the mighty birds might be swept
away in the tide of battle.
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