‘Set down those weapons!’ called Kahdia, striding over to them. ‘This is a temple!’ ‘Do you think the Gurkish will respect our holy ground?’ one of them screeched, a madness of fear in his eyes. ‘Do you think they’ll put aside their weapons?’ Kahdia was calm as still water. ‘God will judge them for their crimes. He will judge us for ours. Set down your weapons.’
