With them came another column, naked of shield, painted in red, trembling at their leash. Lyxaxu’s Student-Berserkers. Tain Hu gave them their word. They screamed axioms of nihilist self-negation as the drugs in their blood peeled their eyeballs open. When they got in among the unarmored Nayauru bowmen the sound and spray that rose was abominable.
