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By David Weber

Bahzell Bahnakson of the pony Stealer hradani by no means desired to be a champion of Tomanak the battle God. regrettably, the warfare God had insisted, and Bahzell's personal experience of responsibility hadn't permit him say no. Which was once how he discovered himself within the Empire of the awl, appeared with suspicion and worry, getting ready for a trip throughout three hundred leagues of sour wintry weather snow to stand a depressing God who has threatened to break all hradani. yet something Bahzell has realized: a champion of Tomanak does what wishes doing. And the folk in his manner had higher movement.

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It wasn’t something they discussed, but there were times when both of them feared that their new knowledge might actually weaken the chains with which they held their demon pent. And as Brandark gazed at his friend, he suddenly wondered how much of Bahzell’s apparent calm was no more than a mask for something else. There were dark and dangerous places in any hradani’s soul, even that of a champion of Tomanâk, and it was chillingly obvious that someone, at least, had come perilously close to pushing his way into one of them.

He simply took Vaijon’s full weight, and all the momentum of his charge, and absorbed it. It was Vaijon who bounced, eyes wide in disbelief, as Bahzell twisted his arm and tossed their locked shields—and Vaijon—aside so that his stroke went wide … and left him wide open for the hradani’s riposte. Someone in the watching audience bit off a shocked shout as Bahzell’s blade flicked out almost negligently. The blow seemed effortless, almost gentle, but it sounded like an axe in seasoned oak as it landed, and Vaijon staggered back another stride as Bahzell lopped a huge chunk from the side of his shield.

It came from Yorhus and Adiskael’s followers, and it carried the unmistakable echo of approval for Vaijon’s cause. But he had little time to think about that as Vaijon strode towards Bahzell, and he straightened his own spine as they approached him. Normally, there would have been at least two referees to serve as score keepers; today there were none, for this was no training exercise. The combatants were not armed with the blunted weapons of practice, and their scores would be kept only in the wounds they wreaked upon one another.

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