With an age…palsied exertion； Amok thrust himself erect。 Tears ran through the wrinkled lattice of his cheeks as he lifted his face toward the roof of the cave； and cried in a stricken voice； 〃Ah； Kevin！ Life is sweet； and I have lived so short a time！ Must I pass away？〃
A third snapping shuddered him like an answer to his appeal。 He stumbled as if his bones were falling apart； and tumbled into the trough。 In one swift instant； the Blood dissolved his flesh； and he was gone。
Covenant groaned helplessly； 〃Amok！〃 Through the blur of his own ineffectual tears； he gaped at the red； flowing rill of EarthBlood。 Imbalance poured into him from the stone； mounted in his muscles like vertigo。 He lost all sense of where he was。 To steady himself； he reached out to grasp Elena's shoulder。
Her shoulder was so hard and intense； so full of rigid purpose； that it felt like naked bone under the fabric of her robe。 She was poised on the verge of her own climax； her passion was tangible to his touch。
It appalled him。 Despite the dizziness which unanchored his mind； he located the source of the nameless reek of wrong。
The ill was in Elena； in the High Lord herself。
She seemed unconscious of it。 In a tone of barely controlled excitement； she said； 〃Amok is gone…his purpose is acplished。 Now there must be no more delay。 For the sake of all the Earth； I must drink and mand。〃 To Covenant's ears； she sounded rife with hungry conclusions…so packed with needs and duties and intents that she was about to shatter。
The realization caught him like a damp hand on the back of his neck； forced him inwardly to his knees。 When she stepped out of his grasp； moved toward the trough of Blood； he felt that she had torn away his last defense。 Elena！ he wailed silently； Elena！ His cries were cries of abjection。
For a moment； he knelt within himself as if he were in the grip of a vision。 Dizzily； he saw all the manifest ways in which he was responsible for Elena…all the
ways in which he had caused her to be who and what and where she was。 His duplicity was the cause…his violence； his futility； his need。 And he remembered the apocalypse hidden in her gaze。 That was the ill。 It made him shudder in anguish。 He watched her through his blur of tears。 When he saw her bend toward the trough； all of him leaped up in defiance of the slick rock； and he cried out hoarsely； 〃Elena！ Don't！ Don't do it！〃
The High Lord stopped。 But she did not turn。 The whole rigor of her back condensed into one question： Why？
〃Don't you see it？〃 he gasped。 〃This is all some plot of Foul's。 We're being manipulated…you're being manipulated。 Something terrible is going to happen。〃
For a time； she remained silent while he ached。 Then； in a tone of austere conviction； she said； 〃I cannot let pass this chance to serve the Land。 I am forewarned。 If this is Fangthane's best ploy to defeat us； it is also our best means to strike at him。 I do not fear to measure my will against his。 And I hold the Staff of Law。 Have you not learned that the Staff is unsuited to his hands？ He would not have delivered it to us if it were in any way adept for his uses。 No。 The Staff warrants me。 Lord Foul cannot contrive my vision。〃
〃Your vision！〃 Covenant extended his hands in pleading toward her。 〃Don't you see what that is？ Don't you see where that es from？ It es from me…from that unholy bargain I made with the Ranyhyn。 A bargain that failed； Elena！〃
〃Yet it would appear that you bargained better than you knew。 The Ranyhyn kept their promise they gave in return more than you could either foresee or control。〃 Her answer seemed to block his throat； and into his silence she said； 〃What has altered you； Unbeliever？ Without your help； we would not have gained this place。 On Rivenrock you gave aid without stint or price； though my own anger imperiled you。 Yet now you delay me。 Thomas Covenant； you are not so craven。〃
〃Craven？ Hellfire！ I'm a bloody coward！〃 Some of
his rage returned to him； and he sputtered through the sweat and tears that ran into his mouth； 〃All lepers are cowards。 We have to be！〃
At last； she turned toward him； faced him with the focus； the blazing holocaust； of her gaze。 Its force ripped his balance away from him； and he sprawled in fragments on the stone。 But he pushed himself up again。 Driven by his fear of her and for her； he dared to confront her power。 He stood tenuously； and abandoned himself； took his plunge。
〃Manipulation； Elena；〃 he rasped。 〃Pin talking about manipulation。 Do you understand what that means？ It means using people。 Twisting them to suit purposes they haven't chosen for themselves。 Manipulation。 Not Foul's…mine！ I've been manipulating you； using you。 I told you rd made another bargain but I didn't tell you what it is。 I've been using you to get myself off the hook。 I promised myself that I would do everything I could to help you find this Ward。 And in return I promised myself that I would do everything I could to make you take my responsibility。 I watched you and helped you so that when you got here you would look exactly like that…so you would challenge Foul yourself without stopping to think about what you're doingso that whatever happens to the Land would be your fault instead of mine。 So that I could escape！ Hell and blood； Elena！ Do yon hear me？ Foul is going to get us for sure！〃
She seemed to hear only part of what he said。 She bent her searing focus straight into him； and said； 〃Was there ever a time when you loved me？〃
In as agony of protest； he half screamed； 〃Of course I loved you！〃 Then he mastered himself； put all his strength back into his appeal。 〃It never even occurred to me that I might be able to use you until until after the landslide。 When I began to understand what you're capable of。 I loved you before that。 I love you now。 I'm just an unconscionable bastard； and I used you； that's all。 Now I regret it。〃 With all the resources of his voice； he beseeched her； 〃Elena； please don't drink that stuff。 Forget the Power of
mand and go back to Revelstone。 Let the Council decide what to do about all this。〃
But the way in which her gaze left his face and burned around the walls of the cave told him that he had not reached her。 When she spoke； she only confirmed his failure。
〃I would be unworthy of Lordship if I failed to act now。 Amok offered us the Seventh Ward because he perceived that the Land's urgent need surpassed the conditions of his creation。 Fangthane is upon the Land now…he wages war now Land and life and all are endangered now。 While any power or weapon lies within my grasp； I will not permit him！〃 Her voice softened as she added； 〃And if you have loved me； how can I fail to strive for your escape？ You need not have bargained in secret。 I love you。 I wish to serve you。 Your regret only strengthens what I must do。〃
Swinging back toward the trough； she raised the Staff's guttering flame high over her head； and shouted like a war cry； 〃Melenkurion abatha！ Ward yourself well； Fangthane！ I seek to destroy you！〃
Then she stooped to the EarthBlood。
Covenant struggled frantically in her direction； but his feet scattered out from under him again； and he went down with a crash like a shock of incapacity。 As she lowered her face to the trough； he shouted； 〃That's not a good answer！ What happens to the Oath of Peace？〃
But his cry did not penetrate her exaltation。 Without hesitation； she took one steady sip of the Blood； and swallowed it。
At once； she leaped to her feet； stood erect and rigid as if she were possessed。 She appeared to swell； expand like a distended icon。 The fire of the Staff ran down the wood to her hands。 Instantly； her whole form burst into flame。
〃Elena！〃 Covenant crawled toward her。 But the might of her blue； crackling blaze threw him back like a hard wind。 He struck the tears from his eyes to see her more clearly。 Within her enveloping fire； she was unharmed and savage。
While the flame burned about her； enfolded her from head to foot in fiery cerements； she raised her arms； lifted her face。 For one fierce moment she stood motionless； trapped in conflagration。 Then she spoke as if she were uttering words of flame。
〃e！ I have tasted the EarthBlood！ You must obey my will。 The