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use. Crispin was father tothe body that Solander inhabited. Dafril could feel the faintresonance
created by the link of paternity. He knew that if hefound a way to use it, his enemy could also use
the link againsthim . . . if he knew of it. If he didn’t, well. . . it was, for the moment, something to
keep inmind.

Meanwhile, the avatar Sartrig had been drawn to was also one ofthe world’s few skinshifters.
Those flexible bodies were sotempting, but offered special problems as well asopportunities.

Prepare an alternate, he said. For that matter, eachof you should have at least one alternate. We
will have only theone moment to reach our avatars once the Mirror draws us throughthe Soulwell
into the world. If your avatar is beyond theMirror’s reach at that moment, or is in any way closed
to you,you’ll be tossed back into the Veil without an anchor, andlost to us forever.

The silence that greeted this statement echoed with fear.

Someone from far in the back of the Council’s clusterfinally broke the silence by changing the
subject. Which leavesus with the problems of Luercas and of Solander and hisminions.

Dafril considered that for a moment. Serious problems, both,though I think Solander is the lesser.
We have already defeated himonce, and though he is already embodied, and the body is truly
his,in order to acquire it he is being born. He will be an infant, andthen a child, and while he is
helpless, we will have time toprepare. We know of his presence and that of his followers;
theyshould pose little danger to us.

Luercas is another matter. We must accept that with everymoment he ignores our calls and hides
himself, the likelihood ofhis plotting against us increases. Nor am I comforted by the factthat he
is one and we are many, for though we have the strength ofnumbers, we cannot assume that he is
alone — he has always hada talent for finding allies in unlikely places.

We’d thought to show him mercy, to give him a chance torejoin us, Dafril continued, as suits
those we love andwould call friends; but though I am loath to admit it, I must nowconcede that
those of you who advocated his destruction were right.When you search for him, search in groups
large enough that you canovercome him if you find him. He is old, and clever, and hesurvived
things in the Old World that most of you cannot imagine.When you find him, don’t try to reason
with him, don’twarn him of your presence. Annihilate him. For if you do not, Ifear he will
annihilate you.




Chapter 3



The Wind Treasure cut throughrough seas, heading south along uncharted North
Novtierrancoastline. Ry Sabir leaned against the curved bulkhead of the cabinand frowned out
the porthole at the ragged black line of land thatlay on the horizon to the east, feeling sick dread
in his belly.Kait was in trouble. The link that bound them, whatever it was andwherever it came
from, had sent him fear, rage, pain. . . and now nothing. Nothing was the worst thing ofall.