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wooden.
    ‘A scout?’ Kalten whispered, crawling up beside Sparhawk.
    ‘More than likely,’ Sparhawk whispered back.
    ‘Why are we whispering?’ Kalten asked. ‘He can’t hear us over the noise of his horse’s hooves.’
    ‘You started it.’
    ‘Force of habit, I guess. I always whisper when I’m skulking.’
    The scout reined in his mount at the top of the hill, then wheeled and rode back along the road at a dead run. His face was still blank.
    ‘He’s going to wear out that horse if he keeps doing that,’ Kalten said.
    ‘It’s his horse.’
    ‘That’s true, and he’s the one who gets to walk when the horse plays out on him.’
    ‘Walking is good for church soldiers. It teaches them humility.’
    About five minutes later, the church soldiers galloped by, 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 figure’s back appeared to be grossly deformed.
    ‘They’re definitely trying to keep an eye on that column,’ Kalten said.
    ‘I hope they enjoy Demos,’ Sparhawk replied. ‘Olven’s going to stay ahead of them every step of the way. I need to talk with Sephrenia. Let’s go back to the others. We’ll sit tight for an hour or so, until we’re sure the soldiers are out of the area, and then move on.’
    ‘Good idea. I’m about ready for some breakfast anyway.’
    They led their horses back through the damp woods to a small basin surrounding a trickling spring that emerged from a fern-covered bank.
    ‘Did they go by?’ Tynian asked.
    ‘At a gallop,’ Kalten grinned, ‘and they didn’t look around very much. Does anybody have anything to eat? I’m starving.’
    ‘I’ve got a slab of cold bacon,’ Kurik offered.
    ‘Cold?’
    ‘Fire makes smoke, Kalten. Do you really want these woods full of soldiers?’
    Kalten sighed.
    Sparhawk looked at Sephrenia. ‘There’s somebody – or something – riding with those soldiers,’ he said. ‘It gave me a very uneasy feeling, and I think it was the same thing I caught a glimpse of last night.’
    ‘Can you describe it?’
    ‘It’s quite tall and very very thin. Its back seems to be deformed, and it’s wearing a black hooded robe, so I couldn’t see any details.’ He frowned. ‘Those church soldiers in the column seemed as if they were half-asleep. They usually pay closer attention to what they’re doing.’
    ‘This thing you saw,’ she said seriously. ‘Was there anything else unusual about it?’
    ‘I can’t say for sure, but it seemed to have a sort of greenish light coming from its face. I noticed the same thing last night.’
    Her face grew bleak. ‘I think we’d better leave immediately, Sparhawk.’
    ‘The soldiers don’t know we’re here,’ he objected.
    ‘They will before long. You’ve just described a Seeker. In Zemoch they’re used to hunt down runaway slaves. The lump on its back is caused by its wings.’
    ‘Wings?’ Kalten said sceptically. ‘Sephrenia, no animal has wings – except maybe a bat.’
    ‘This isn’t an animal, Kalten,’ she replied. ‘It more closely resembles an insect – although neither term is very exact when you’re talking about the creatures Azash summons.’
    ‘I hardly think we need to worry about a bug,’ he said.
    ‘We do with this particular creature. It has very little in the way of a brain, but that doesn’t 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 Olven’s column, it’s going to know that we’re not riding with the knights. The soldiers will come back at that point.’
    ‘Are you saying that church soldiers will take orders from an insect?’ Bevier asked