T'swa, said Biltong, we have a new assignment: We are to strike theOrlanthan headquarters and take prisoners-assuming that we succeed inlocating it. On the headquarters side they couldn't hear the explosion. Other patrols workedthe bush inside, hunting any Birds who might have infiltrated. Floated among his pack listening to a poem, a favorite ode among thesullsi, told this night by a master bard who phrased the well-known tale inwords and meter of his own.
And I do notknow how that can be done, with youths their age. And in the culture at large. Particularly since he knows that the Iryalans have been advising andtraining the Smoleni. That explains his aura.
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