He had to shout to make himself heard over the roar of waves and wind and thunder。 〃We must stop him！ He violates the Sea！ If he succeeds…if he bends the Sea to his will…the Law that preserves it will be broken。 It will serve the Despiser like another Raver！〃
Korik answered； 〃Yes！〃 There was a fury in the Bloodguard。 They would have disobeyed any other decision。
Yet Sill remembered caution enough to say； 〃He has the Illearth Stone。〃
〃No！〃 Lord Hyrim searched the floor for the pieces of his staff。 When he found them； he called for clingor。 Tull gave him a length of line。 He used it to lash the two pieces of his staff together； metal heels joined。 Clutching this unwieldly instrument； he said； 〃That is only a fragment of the Stone！ The Illearth Stone itself …is much larger！ But in our worst dreams we did not guess that the Despiser would dare cut pieces of the Stone for his servants。 His mastery of it must…must be very great。 Thus he is able to subdue Giants…the Ravers and the Stone together； the Stone empowering the Raver； and the Raver using the stone！ And the others…Fleshharrower； Satansfist…they also must possess fragments of the Stone。 Do you hear； Korik？〃
〃I hear；〃 Korik replied。 〃The High Lord will be warned。〃
Lord Hyrim nodded。 The pain in his ribs made him wince。 But he thrust his way out of the cell into the howling wind。 Korik； Sill； and Tull followed at once。
Ahead of them； Kinslaughterer labored in an ecstasy of power。 Though it was still some distance from the piers； the tsunami towered over him； dwarfed
his stolen form。 Now he was chanting to it； invoking it。 His words cut through the tumult of the storm。
e； Seal
Obey me！
Raise high！
crash down！
Break rock！
break stone：
crush heart：
grind soul：
rend flesh：
crack whole！
Eat dead
for bread！
e； Sea！
Obey me！
And the seas answered； piled still higher。 Now the wave's crest frothed and lashed level with the upper ramparts of Coercri。
The Bloodguard wished to attack instantly； but Lord Hyrim held them back。 So that he would not be heard by Kinslaughterer； he mouthed the words； 〃I must strike the first blow。〃 Then he moved over the headrock as fast as his damaged chest permitted。
When the four started into the levee； the huge wall of water already appeared to be leaning over them。 Only the might of Kinslaughterer's Stone kept it erect。 As they approached； he was too consumed by the spectacle of his own power to sense them。 But in the last moment； some instinct warned him。 He spun suddenly； found Lord Hyrim within a few yards of him。
Roaring savagely； he raised his glowing fist to hurl a blast at the Lord。
But while the Raver cocked his arm； Lord Hyrim leaped the last distance toward him。 With the lashed fragments of his staff； the Lord struck upward。
The metal heels hit Kinslaughterer's hand before his bolt was ready。
The two powers clashed in a blaze of green and
blue。 Kinslaughterer's greater force drove his might like lightning down the length of Lord Hyrim's arms into his head and body。 The green fire burned within him； burned his brain and heart。 When the flame ceased； he collapsed。
But the clash scorched Kinslaughterer's hand； and its recoil knocked his arm back。 He lost the Stone。 It fell； rolled away from him across the headrock。
At once； the three Bloodguard sprang； together they struck the Raver with all their strength。 And in that assault their Vow at last found utterance。 The GiantRaver was dead before his form fell into the water。
Yet still for a long moment the Bloodguard hurled blows at him； driven by the excess of their rage and abomination。 Then the splashing of saltwater cooled them； and they perceived that the storm had begun to fade。
Without the pulsion of the Stone； the wind failed。 The lightning stopped。 After a few last rolls； the thunder fell away。
The tidal wave made a sound like an avalanche as it fell backward into the Sea。 Its spray wet the faces of the Bloodguard； and its waves broke over their thighs。 Then it was gone。
Together； the three hastened back to Lord Hyrim。
He still clung to life； but he was almost at an end； the Raver's blast had burned him deeply。 His eye sockets were empty； and from between his hollow lids a thin green smoke rose up into the starlight。 As Sill lifted him into a sitting position； his hands groped about him as if they were searching for his staff； and he said weakly； 〃Do not…do not touchtake…〃
He could not speak it。 The effort burst his heart。 With a groan； he died in Sill's arms。
For a time； the Bloodguard stood over him in silence； gave him what respect they could。 But they had no words to say。 Soon Korik went and took up Kinslaughterer's fragment of the Illearth Stone。 Without a will to drive it； it was dull； it showed only fitful gleams in its core。 But it hurt his hand with a deep and fiery cold。 He clenched it in his fist。
〃We will take it to the High Lord；〃 he said。 〃Per
haps the other Ravers have such power。 The High Lord may use this power to defeat them。〃
Sill and Tull nodded。 In the ruin of the mission； there was no other hope left to them。
〃Then we sent homeward the bodies of our fallen rades；〃 Tull said softly。 〃There was no need for haste…we knew that their Ranyhyn could find a way in safety north of the Sarangrave。 And when that task was done； we returned to the five who stood watch at the lighthouse。 Two of them Korik charged to return to Lord's Keep with all possible speed； so that Revelstone might be warned。 And because he judged that the war had already begun…that the High Lord would be marching in the South Plains with the WarwardI was charged； and Shull and Vale with me； to bear these tidings southward； the way I have e。 With Sill and Doar； Korik undertook the burden of the Illearth Stone； so that it might be taken in safety to Revelstone for the Lords。〃
At last the Bloodguard fell silent。 For a long time； Troy sat gazing sightlessly at the stone before him。 He felt deaf and numb…too shocked to hear the low breeze blowing around Kevin's Watch； too stunned to feel the chill of the mountain air。 Dead？ he asked silently。 All dead？ But it seemed to him that he felt nothing。 In him there was a pain so deep that he was not conscious of it。
But in time he recollected himself enough to raise his head； look over at Lord Mhoram。 He could see the Lord dimly。 His forehead was tight with pain； and his eyes bled tears。
With an effort； Troy found his voice。 It was husky with emotion as he asked； 〃Is this what you saw last night？ Is this it？〃
〃No。〃 Mhoram's reply was abrupt。 But it was not abrupt with anger； it was abrupt with the exertion of suppressing his sobs。 〃I saw Bloodguard fighting in the service of the Despiser。〃
There was a long and heartrending pause before Tull said through his teeth； 〃That is impossible。〃
〃They should not have touched the Stone；〃 the Lord breathed weakly。 〃They should not…！〃
Troy wanted to question Mhoram； ask him what he meant。 But then suddenly he realized that he was seeing more clearly。 His fog was lifting。
At once； he rose to his knees； turned； braced his chest on the edge of the parapet。 Instinctively； he tightened his sunglasses on his face。
Along the rim of the eastern horizon dawn had already begun。
EIGHTEEN： Dooms Retreat
IMMEDIATELY； Troy jumped erect to face the sun。
His panions stood with him in tense silence； as if they intended to share what he would see。 But he knew that even the Bloodguard could not match his mental sight。 He paid no attention to them。 All his awareness was consumed by the gradual revelations of the dawn。
At first； he could see only a fading gray and purple blankness。 But then the direct rays of the sun caught the platform； and his surroundings began to lift their heads out of the mist。 Above the long fall into shadow； he received his first visual sense of the wide open air in which Kevin's Watch stood as if on the tip of a dark finger accusing the heavens。 In the west； across a distance too great for any sight but his； he saw sunlight touch the thin snowcaps of the mountain wedge which separated the South Plains from Garroting Deep。 And as the sun climbed higher； he m