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. But with fifteen sons ..." He shook his head again. "I apologize, friend Xris. These two lumbering dunderheads"--he jerked his thumb in the direction of the porch, where the two boys waited--"found one cam and thought it was the evil eye, planted on you by some sorcerer. They bashed it with a rock. As for other cams ... You said there were others?" Xris nodded.
The Bear tugged at his long curly black beard. "I regret to say that they did not see any others. Neither did I. Were they located on the ground?"
"Never mind, Bear," Xris said, putting a twist in his mouth to keep from smiling. "No harm done."
Glancing outside, he could see Olefsky's boys picking bits of bark and twigs from their animal-hide clothing. The Bear's clothes were covered with leaves. A small branch-caught in the fur of his cape--trailed behind him. Now that he looked, Xris could detect shards of broken glass on the Bear's leather boots.
Fairly certain that they were no longer under attack, Xris called Harry and Quong back from their posts, brought Tycho down from the tower. Jamil joined them, still in his underwear. He glanced at Bear, saw the big man's stern face and dark expression, and sighed.
"Looks like we're going to be awake for a while. Anyone else want coffee?"
Rowan emerged from the basement. Her eyes widened at the sight of their guest.
Xris performed introductions, though, he noticed, these weren't really necessary
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