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. Total disorganization suddenly swept through the
gray plumes, as the Wedgies infiltrated them.
Fully erupting from the snowy surface like jack-in-the-
boxes came a multitude of white, diminutive figures. Their
appearance in the middle of the Theiwar company had
thrown the unit into disarray, but swords rose and fell, and
crimson stains appeared on the distant snow.
In confusion, the last company stopped and fell back
from the other two regiments, who continued on, unaware
of the distraction.
"It's the Silver Swords," observed Perian bitterly, "the
thane's light infantry. If they can gather their ranks, the
Wedgies will be cut down."
"We've got to try to help them!" Flint cried, though he
knew it would be hard to reach them in time. He started to
run down the slope toward the distant road. "Come on, gul-
lies! Charge!"
"We go, too!" A wave of gully dwarves started down the
gentle, snowbound slope.
The king kept his eyes glued to the battle as he advanced.
Suddenly he saw a change. The Aghar of the Creeping
Wedgie had turned and bolted from the road, disappearing
on the far side of the thoroughfare, over the slope that led
down to Stonehammer Lake
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