said.
âItâs his horse.â
âThatâs true, and heâs the one who gets to walk when the horse plays out on him.â
âWalking is good for church soldiers. It teaches them humility.â
About five minutes later, the church soldiers gallopedby, their red tunics dark in the dawn light. Accompanying the leader of the column was a tall, emaciated figure in a black robe and hood. It may have been a trick of the misty morning light, but a faint greenish glow seemed to emanate from under the hood, and the figureâs back appeared to be grossly deformed.
âTheyâre definitely trying to keep an eye on that column,â Kalten said.
âI hope they enjoy Demos,â Sparhawk replied. âOlvenâs going to stay ahead of them every step of the way. I need to talk with Sephrenia. Letâs go back to the others. Weâll sit tight for an hour or so, until weâre sure the soldiers are out of the area, and then move on.â
âGood idea. Iâm about ready for some breakfast anyway.â
They led their horses back through the damp woods to a small basin surrounding a trickling spring that emerged from a fern-covered bank.
âDid they go by?â Tynian asked.
âAt a gallop,â Kalten grinned, âand they didnât look around very much. Does anybody have anything to eat? Iâm starving.â
âIâve got a slab of cold bacon,â Kurik offered.
âCold?â
âFire makes smoke, Kalten. Do you really want these woods full of soldiers?â
Kalten sighed.
Sparhawk looked at Sephrenia. âThereâs somebody â or something â riding with those soldiers,â he said. âIt gave me a very uneasy feeling, and I think it was the same thing I caught a glimpse of last night.â
âCan you describe it?â
âItâs quite tall and very very thin. Its back seems to be deformed, and itâs wearing a black hooded robe, so I couldnât see any details.â He frowned. âThose churchsoldiers in the column seemed as if they were half-asleep. They usually pay closer attention to what theyâre doing.â
âThis thing you saw,â she said seriously. âWas there anything else unusual about it?â
âI canât say for sure, but it seemed to have a sort of greenish light coming from its face. I noticed the same thing last night.â
Her face grew bleak. âI think weâd better leave immediately, Sparhawk.â
âThe soldiers donât know weâre here,â he objected.
âThey will before long. Youâve just described a Seeker. In Zemoch theyâre used to hunt down runaway slaves. The lump on its back is caused by its wings.â
âWings?â Kalten said sceptically. âSephrenia, no animal has wings â except maybe a bat.â
âThis isnât an animal, Kalten,â she replied. âIt more closely resembles an insect â although neither term is very exact when youâre talking about the creatures Azash summons.â
âI hardly think we need to worry about a bug,â he said.
âWe do with this particular creature. It has very little in the way of a brain, but that doesnât matter because the spirit of Azash infuses it and provides its thoughts for it. It can see a long way in the dark or fog. Its ears are very sharp, and it has a very keen sense of smell. As soon as those soldiers come in sight of Olvenâs column, itâs going to know that weâre not riding with the knights. The soldiers will come back at that point.â
âAre you saying that church soldiers will take orders from an insect?â Bevier asked incredulously.
âThey have no choice. They have no will of their own any more. The Seeker controls them utterly.â
âHow long does that last?â he asked her.
âFor as long as they live â which usually isnât very long. As soon as it has
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