By Steven Erikson

Savaged by way of the K’Chain Nah’Ruk, the Bonehunters march for Kolanse, the place waits an unknown fate.  affected by questions, the military totters at the fringe of mutiny, yet Adjunct Tavore won't relent.  One ultimate act is still, whether it is in her energy, if she will carry her military jointly, if the shaky allegiances she has cast can live to tell the tale all that's to come.  a girl without presents of magic, deemed simple, unprepossessing, exhibiting not anything to instill loyalty or self belief, Tavore Paran of apartment Paran skill to problem the gods – if her personal troops don’t kill her first.Awaiting Tavore and her allies are the Forkrul Assail, the ultimate arbiters of humanity.  Drawing upon an alien energy poor in its significance, they search to cleanse the realm, to annihilate each human, each civilization, with a view to commence anew.  They welcome the arriving conflagration of slaughter, for it can be in their personal devising, and it pleases them to understand that, in the course of the enemies accumulating opposed to them, there will be betrayal.In the area of Kurald Galain, domestic to the lengthy misplaced urban of Kharkanas, a mass of refugees stand upon the 1st Shore.  Commanded via Yedan Derryg, the Watch, they wait for the breaching of Lightfall, and the arriving of the Tiste Liosan.  this can be a warfare they can't win, and they'll die within the identify of an empty urban and a queen without subjects.Elsewhere, the 3 Elder Gods, Kilmandaros, Errastas and Sechul Lath, paintings to shatter the chains binding Korabas, the Otataral Dragon, from her everlasting criminal. as soon as freed, she's going to upward push as a strength of devastation, and opposed to her no mortal can stand. on the Gates of Starvald Demelain, the Azath condo sealing the portal is death. quickly will come the Eleint, and once again, there'll be dragons on this planet.

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Or abandon your army to die, which I can’t see you doing. Besides, you’re nowhere near as devious as I am. You want this wager? Truly? Even when I lose, I win. Even when I lose …I win! ’ Paran nodded. ‘And that has ever been your game, Shadowthrone. You see, I know you better than you think. Yes, I would wager with you. They shall not try me this day. We shall repulse their assault … again. And more Shriven and Watered will die. ’ ‘All because you have faith? ’ ‘Those are the conditions of this wager.

I don’t see no one else, Draconus. She’s hiding? Whoever she is, I hate her, unless she’s pretty. Is she pretty? ’ The warrior was staring at Ublala. ‘Best climb into your furs, Ublala, and get some sleep. ’ ‘All right. ’ He swung about and set off for his bedroll. ‘Be careful with those curses,’ Ralata said in a hiss, rising to her feet. ’ He glanced across at her. ’ She nodded. ’ ‘Silverfox? No. ’ He seemed to stagger. And, turning away, he slowly sank down on to one knee, facing away from her.

He was muttering something under his breath. Precious Thimble caught only a few words. In the Daru tongue. ‘The banner … child’s tunic, was that it? ’ Olar Ethil struggled to her feet. Her face was barely recognizable, a crushed, splintered knot of bone and torn hide. The gouges from Baaljagg’s canines had scored deep, white grooves on her temples and the Page 51 base of her mandible on both sides. The ruined shoulder slumped, its arm hanging useless. As Gruntle backed still further, an anguished cry came from Setoc.

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