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k； Cerrin； Sill； Tull； and the Lords reached them； the free Ranyhyn were busy pulling their trapped kindred from the quagmire。
Seeing that the other Ranyhyn were uninjured； the Lords turned to the stallion which had jumped into the pool。 It stood to one side； champed its teeth and jerked its head from side to side in agony。 Under its coat all the flesh of its limbs and belly was covered
with blisters and boils。 Blood streamed from its sores。 Through some of them； the bone was visible。 Despite the determination in its eyes； it whimpered at the pain。
The Lords were deeply moved。 There were tears in Hyrim's eyes； and Shetra cursed bitterly。 … But they could do nothing。 They were not Ramen。 And they could find no amanibhavam； that potent； yellow flowered grass which could heal horses but which drove humans mad。 They could only close their ears to the stallion's pain； and try to consider what course the mission should take。
Soon all the other Ranyhyn were safe on solid ground。 They shed the mud of the quagmire easily but they could not rid themselves of the shame of their panic。 Their eyes showed that they felt they had disgraced themselves：
But when they heard the whimpering of their injured brother； they pricked up their ears。 They shuffled their feet and nudged each other。 Slowly； their eldest went to face Tull's mount。 For a moment； the two spoke together； nose to nose。 Several times the younger Ranyhyn nodded its head。
Then the old Ranyhyn 。reared； he stretched high in the ancient Ranyhyn expression of homage。 When he descended； he struck the head of his injured brother powerfully with both fore hooves。 The younger horse shuddered once under the force of the blow； and fell dead。
The rest of the Ranyhyn watched in silence。 When their eldest turned away from the fallen horse； they nickered their approval and sorrow softly。
In their own way； the Bloodguard were not unmoved。 But High Lord Elena had given the need of the Giants into their hands。 To the Lords； Korik said； 〃We must go。 The mission waits。 Tull may ride with Doar。〃
〃No！〃 Lord Shetra cried。 〃We will take the Ranyhyn no deeper into Sarangrave Flat。〃 And Lord Hyrim said； 〃Friend Korik； surely you know as much as we of this force which forbids us to cross the Flat。 Surely you know that to stop us this force must first see us。 It must perceive us； and know where we are。〃
Korik nodded。
〃Then you must also know that it is no easy matter to sense the presence of human beings。 We are mere ordinary life amid the multitudes of the Sarangrave。 But the Ranyhyn are unordinary。 They are stronger than we…the power of life bums more brightly in them。 Their presence here is more easily seen than ours。 It may be that the force against us is attuned to them。 The Despiser is wise enough for such strategy。 For this reason； we must travel without the Ranyhyn。〃
〃The mission requires their speed；〃 Korik said。 〃We lack the time to walk。〃
〃I know；〃 Hyrim sighed。 〃Without mishap； we would spend at least one full cycle of the moon at that journey。 But to ride around the Sarangrave will take too long also。〃
〃Therefore we must ride through。 We must fight。〃
〃Ride through； forsooth；〃 Shetra snapped。 〃We do not know how to fight such a thing…or we would have given it battle already。 I tell you plainly； Korik…if we encounter that forbidding again； we will lose more than Ranyhyn。 No！ We must go another way。〃
〃What way？〃
For a moment； the Lords gazed into each other。 Then Lord Shetra said； 〃We will build a raft； and ride the Defiles Course。〃
The Bloodguard were surprised。 Even the boat loving Giants chose to walk Sarangrave Flat rather than to put themselves in the hands of that river。 Korik said； 〃Can it be done？〃
〃We will do it；〃 Shetra replied。
Seeing the strength of her purpose； the Bloodguard responded to themselves； 〃We will do it。〃 And Korik said； 〃Then we must make great haste while the Ranyhyn are yet with us。〃
So began the great run of the Ranyhyn； in which the horses of Ra redeemed their shame。 When all the riders had remounted； they moved cautiously back to the true path of the Giantway。 But then the Ranyhyn cast all but the simplest caution to the wind。 First at a canter； then galloping； they ran westward out of the peril of the Sarangrave。
This was no gait for distance； no easy； strength conserving pace。 It was a gallop to surpass the best fleetness of ordinary horses。 And it did not slow or falter。 At full stretch； the Ranyhyn came out 。of Sarangrave Flat under the eaves of Landsdrop before moonrise。 Then they veered away just east of southward along the line of the cliff。
On the open ground； their running became harder。 The rough foothills of Landsdrop cut across their way like rumpled folds in the earth； forced them to plummet down and then labor up uncertain slopes twenty times a league。 And southward the terrain worsened。 The grass slowly failed from the hillsides； so that the Ranyhyn pounded over bare rock and shale and scree。
The moon was nearly full； and in its light Mount Thunder； ancient Gravin Threndor； was visible against the sky。 Already it dominated the southern horizon； and as the mission traveled； it lifted its crown higher and higher。
Under its shadow； the Ranyhyn mastered both the night and the foothills。 Breathing hoarsely； blowing foam； sweating and straining extremely； but never faltering； they struck daylight no more than five leagues from the Defiles Course。 Now they began to stumble and slip on the hillsides； scattering froth from their lips； tearing the skin of their knees。 Yet they refused to fail。
In the middle of the morning on the tenth day； they lumbered over the crest of one ankle and dropped down into the narrow valley between Mount Thunder's legs…the valley of the Defiles Course。
To their right at the base of the mountain was the head of the river。 There rank black water erupted roaring from under a sheer cliff。 This was the Soulsease River of Andelain transformed。 That fair river entered Mount Thunder through Treacher's Gorge； then plunged into the depths of the earth； where it ran through abandoned Wightwarrens and Demondim breeding dens； Cavewightish slag and refuse pits； charnels and offal grounds and lakes of acid； the excreta of the buried banes。 When it broke out thick； oily； and fetid at the base of Gravin Threndor； it carried the sewage of the catabs； the pollution of ages of filthy use。
From Mount Thunder to Lifeswallower； the Great Swamp； nothing lived along the banks of the Defiles Course except Sarangrave Flat； which grew thickest on either side of the Course； flourishing on the black water。 But high in the sides of the valley were two or three thin streams of clean water； which nourished grass and shrubs and some trees； so that only the bottom of the valley was barren。 There the Ranyhyn rested at last。 Quivering and blowing； they put their noses in a stream to drink。
The Lords disregarded their own weariness； went immediately in search of amanibhavam。 Shortly Shetra returned with a double handful of the horsehealing grass。 With it she tended the Ranyhyn while Hyrim 'brought more of it to her。 Only when all the great horses had eaten some of the amanibhavam did the