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.The knight clad ingreen seemed to be moving the fastest, gaining on them.I did not recognize him-or her, as the case mightbe.I did not doubt the objective of the vanguard, however-not with Fiona there.She must have detectedBrand's presence and be leading the others to him.A few drops of hope fell upon my heart.She might beable to neutralize Brand's powers, or minimize them.I leaned forward, still bearing to my left, hurrying myhorse along.The sky kept turning.The wind whistled about me.A terrific clap of thunder rolled by.I didnot look back.I was racing them.I did not want them to get there before me, but I feared that they would.The distancewas just too great.If only they would turn and see me coming, they would probably wait.I wished there had been someway of giving them a sign of my presence earlier.I cursed the fact that the Trumps no longer worked.I began shouting.I screamed after them, but the wind blew my words away and the thunder rolled overthem."Wait for me! Damn it! It's Corwin!"Not even a glance in my direction.I passed the nearest engagements and rode along the enemy's flank out of range of missiles and arrows.They seemed to be retreating faster now and our troops were spreading out over a larger area.Brandmust be getting ready to strike.Part of the rotating sky was covered by a dark cloud which had not beenabove the field minutes before.I turned toward my right, behind the retreating forces, racing on toward those hills the others werealready mounting. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlThe sky continued to darken as I neared the foot of the hills, and I feared for my kinsmen.They weregetting too close to him.He would have to do something.Unless Fiona was strong enough to stop him.The horse reared and I was thrown to the ground at the blinding flash which had occurred before me.The thunder cracked before I hit the earth.I lay there for several moments, dazed.The horse had run off, was perhaps fifty meters away, before hehalted and began to move about uncertainly.I rolled onto my stomach and looked up the long slope.Theother riders were also down.Their group had apparently been struck by the discharge.Several weremoving, more were not.None had yet risen.Above them, I saw the red glow of the Jewel, back beneathan underhang, brighter and steadier now, and the shadowy outline of the figure who wore it.I began crawling forward, upward and to my left.I wanted to get out of line of sight with that figurebefore I risked rising.It would take too long to reach him crawling, and I was going to have to skirt theothers now, because his attention would be with them.I made my way carefully, slowly, using every bit of cover in sight, wondering whether the lightning wouldbe striking in the same place again soon-and if not, when he would begin pulling disaster down upon ourtroops.Any minute now, I judged.A glance back showed me our forces spread over the far end of thefield, with the enemy pulled back and coming this way.Before too long, in fact, it seemed I might havethem to worry about, too.I made it into a narrow ditch and wormed my way south for perhaps ten meters.Out again then on thefar side, to take advantage of a rise, then some rocks.When I raised my head to take stock of the situation, I could no longer see the glow of the Jewel.Thecleft from which it had shone was blocked by its own eastern shoulder of stone.I kept crawling, though, near to the lip of the great abyss itself, before I bore to my right once more.Ireached a point where it seemed safe to rise, and I did so.I kept expecting another flash, anotherthunderclap-nearby or on the field-but none came.I began to wonder.Why not? I reached out, tryingto sense the presence of the Jewel, but I could not.I hurried toward the place where I had seen the glow.I glanced back over the abyss to be sure that no new menaces were approaching from that direction.Idrew my blade.When I reached my goal, I stayed close to the escarpment and worked my waynorthward.I dropped low when I came to its edge and peered around.There was no red glow.No shadowy figure either.The stony recess appeared to be empty.There wasnothing suspicious anywhere in the vicinity.Could he have teleported again? And if so, why?I rose and passed about the rocky rise.I continued moving in that direction.I tried once more to feel theJewel, and this time I made a faint contact with it-somewhere off to my right and above, it seemed.Silent, wary, I moved that way.Why had he left his shelter? He had been perfectly situated for what hehad been about.Unless.I heard a scream and a curse.Two different voices.I began to run. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlChapter 11I passed the niche and kept going.Beyond it, there was a natural trail winding upward.I mounted this.I could see no one as yet, but my sense of the Jewel's presence grew stronger as I moved.I thought thatI heard a single footfall from off to my right and I whirled in that direction, but there was no one in sight.The Jewel did not feel that near either, so I continued.As I neared the top of the rise, the black drop of Chaos hanging behind, I heard voices.I could notdistinguish what was being said, but the words were agitated.I slowed as I neared the crest, lowered myself and peered around the side of a rock [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.The knight clad ingreen seemed to be moving the fastest, gaining on them.I did not recognize him-or her, as the case mightbe.I did not doubt the objective of the vanguard, however-not with Fiona there.She must have detectedBrand's presence and be leading the others to him.A few drops of hope fell upon my heart.She might beable to neutralize Brand's powers, or minimize them.I leaned forward, still bearing to my left, hurrying myhorse along.The sky kept turning.The wind whistled about me.A terrific clap of thunder rolled by.I didnot look back.I was racing them.I did not want them to get there before me, but I feared that they would.The distancewas just too great.If only they would turn and see me coming, they would probably wait.I wished there had been someway of giving them a sign of my presence earlier.I cursed the fact that the Trumps no longer worked.I began shouting.I screamed after them, but the wind blew my words away and the thunder rolled overthem."Wait for me! Damn it! It's Corwin!"Not even a glance in my direction.I passed the nearest engagements and rode along the enemy's flank out of range of missiles and arrows.They seemed to be retreating faster now and our troops were spreading out over a larger area.Brandmust be getting ready to strike.Part of the rotating sky was covered by a dark cloud which had not beenabove the field minutes before.I turned toward my right, behind the retreating forces, racing on toward those hills the others werealready mounting. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlThe sky continued to darken as I neared the foot of the hills, and I feared for my kinsmen.They weregetting too close to him.He would have to do something.Unless Fiona was strong enough to stop him.The horse reared and I was thrown to the ground at the blinding flash which had occurred before me.The thunder cracked before I hit the earth.I lay there for several moments, dazed.The horse had run off, was perhaps fifty meters away, before hehalted and began to move about uncertainly.I rolled onto my stomach and looked up the long slope.Theother riders were also down.Their group had apparently been struck by the discharge.Several weremoving, more were not.None had yet risen.Above them, I saw the red glow of the Jewel, back beneathan underhang, brighter and steadier now, and the shadowy outline of the figure who wore it.I began crawling forward, upward and to my left.I wanted to get out of line of sight with that figurebefore I risked rising.It would take too long to reach him crawling, and I was going to have to skirt theothers now, because his attention would be with them.I made my way carefully, slowly, using every bit of cover in sight, wondering whether the lightning wouldbe striking in the same place again soon-and if not, when he would begin pulling disaster down upon ourtroops.Any minute now, I judged.A glance back showed me our forces spread over the far end of thefield, with the enemy pulled back and coming this way.Before too long, in fact, it seemed I might havethem to worry about, too.I made it into a narrow ditch and wormed my way south for perhaps ten meters.Out again then on thefar side, to take advantage of a rise, then some rocks.When I raised my head to take stock of the situation, I could no longer see the glow of the Jewel.Thecleft from which it had shone was blocked by its own eastern shoulder of stone.I kept crawling, though, near to the lip of the great abyss itself, before I bore to my right once more.Ireached a point where it seemed safe to rise, and I did so.I kept expecting another flash, anotherthunderclap-nearby or on the field-but none came.I began to wonder.Why not? I reached out, tryingto sense the presence of the Jewel, but I could not.I hurried toward the place where I had seen the glow.I glanced back over the abyss to be sure that no new menaces were approaching from that direction.Idrew my blade.When I reached my goal, I stayed close to the escarpment and worked my waynorthward.I dropped low when I came to its edge and peered around.There was no red glow.No shadowy figure either.The stony recess appeared to be empty.There wasnothing suspicious anywhere in the vicinity.Could he have teleported again? And if so, why?I rose and passed about the rocky rise.I continued moving in that direction.I tried once more to feel theJewel, and this time I made a faint contact with it-somewhere off to my right and above, it seemed.Silent, wary, I moved that way.Why had he left his shelter? He had been perfectly situated for what hehad been about.Unless.I heard a scream and a curse.Two different voices.I began to run. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlChapter 11I passed the niche and kept going.Beyond it, there was a natural trail winding upward.I mounted this.I could see no one as yet, but my sense of the Jewel's presence grew stronger as I moved.I thought thatI heard a single footfall from off to my right and I whirled in that direction, but there was no one in sight.The Jewel did not feel that near either, so I continued.As I neared the top of the rise, the black drop of Chaos hanging behind, I heard voices.I could notdistinguish what was being said, but the words were agitated.I slowed as I neared the crest, lowered myself and peered around the side of a rock [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]