‘The time has come.’ Coll started. He had been dozing. ‘What? What time?’ Murillio rushed over to the Mhybe. The Knight of Death continued, ‘She is ready for interment. My Lord has avowed his eternal protection.’ The Elder God, K’rul, was studying the huge, undead warrior. ‘I remain bemused. No – astonished. Since when has Hood become a generous god?’ The Knight slowly faced K’rul. ‘My Lord is ever generous.’ ‘She’s still alive,’ Murillio pronounced, straightening to place himself between the Mhybe and the Knight of Death. ‘The time has not come.’ ‘This is not a burial,’ K’rul said to him.
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