him. He has the Book?’ Mebra’s thin mouth widened in a smile. ‘Not the visitor I anticipated. Oh no, I could never have imagined such a fortuitous guest. That was Kalam Mekhar.’ ‘The Bridgeburner? Kiss of Hood, Mebra, had I known, we would have cut him down before he’d taken a step from this tower.’ ‘Had you tried,’ Mebra said, ‘you and Aralt and Lostara would now be feeding your blood to Jen’rahb’s thirsty roots.’
