There was a long, fraughtpause, in which he could hear the animal's laboured breathing and thepatter of streaming blood falling on the leaves of the low bushesaround it. Theknuckles of his right hand turned white on the hilt of his weapon as heprepared himself to make good the threat. They need our help. The Nautonnier Knights crossed themselves as he made this vow, for theGrail quest stood at the centre of their belief.
It was late afternoon when they stepped out onto the crest andgazed down upon the limitless distances where forests But this was not thetime to brood on that, he thought. Reluctantly theblade slid out until suddenly it came free and Hal reeled backwards. g sure that theywere truly aimed at the dark shape of the Gull, as she lay in a spangleof star reflections on the surface of the still, dark lagoon.
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