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Dragonlance -- Dan Parkinson - The Gates Of Thorbardin
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In moments the others were with him.
"They know we're here," Chane said.
"They know, all right. Stay close and follow me --
straight out across that field. And hurry!"
They moved, trusting to no more than luck to see them
to the next cover. The searchers crept across a narrow
field of stubble, where dead things they could not make
out were beginning to rot, then down a slope into a gully
that would carry seasonal runoff toward the main flow-
ing stream.
"Lead," Wingover whispered to Chane. "We need dis-
tance, quick!"
The dwarf went ahead silently, and they increased
their pace, staying low in the gully.
Wingover glanced back, looking over the cut just
where it deepened. There, where they had been, torches
were springing alight by twos and threes -- a wide ring of
lights that would have bathed them in glowing fire had
they been there.
He went on, catching up to the rest, counting them as
he passed. There was no sign of the kender. Chane eased
back to cover the rear now, and Wingover led, choosing
the best and most silent route down through the gully.
"How do they know we're here?" Jilian whispered.
"Worse than that, they knew exactly where,"
Wingover pointed out. "They may find us again." He
motioned ahead. "This cut winds around farther on.
There could be an ambush. One of us should scout
ahead."
"I'll go," Jilian said, then paused. Just ahead a small fig-
ure was running toward them
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