Who needs to act? she said. The Gyrgon feel the tribes are beneaththeir notice. Drafts of air,cold as death, circled the Library, howling, so that when Riane tried to call out to Giyan her voice wasswept away. All around them thechaos was slowly returning to order.
Their eyes locked. Riane had seen her react this way only once before, when she was about to attack a hugeperwillon, a sorcerous cave predator. He tried to take it all in. They had been here so long that the sounds gave them a small comfort theytook to bed, a companion of sorts, a sleeping draught to ease their troubled minds.
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