“All right,” he growled, “enough with the flapping lips. We’ve got work to do. Corporal?” “Sergeant?” Kalam replied. “Get yourself ready. You’ve got the daylight hours to re-establish contact with the Assassins’ Guild. Meanwhile, I want everyone else to lay out their weapons and give them a good cleaning. Repairs to armor. There’ll be an inspection, and if I find a single damn thing I don’t like, there’ll be Hood’s heel coming down. Understood?”
