'Where are we going?' Kheda forced the words out.
'Back out to sea,' Velindre said tersely, 'before that mage thinks of whipping up a sandstorm.'
Because coating anything invisible with dust would leave it plain for all to see.
'The rawest apprentice in Hadrumal would have done that by now.' Naldeth drew his hands together, lacing his fingers tight. The whiteness of his knuckles belied his contempt for the savages standing confused on the rapidly receding river bank.
'Won't he sense your magic?' Faintest blue magelight still shimmered around the half-sail, countering the sea breeze coming inshore. Kheda moved closer to Risala.
'Not unless he's quicker witted than he has been so far.' Nevertheless, Velindre raised a hand and the sapphire radiance faded to a bare memory staining Kheda's vision.
'He wasn't so slow-witted.' Kheda couldn't help himself. 'He found us, didn't he?'
'That wizard couldn't see us,' Naldeth said stubbornly. 'I'll take my oath on it.'
'AH he knew was that something was awry,' Velindre agreed. 'He didn't know what.'
'Then how did they just happen to arrive so soon after we sailed inland?' snapped Kheda.
'The smoke could have drawn them,' Risala said reluctantly. 'From the hunters' fires.'
'I suppose it's possible,' Kheda allowed grudgingly.
'Once they were close enough, their wizard could have felt some disturbance in the elements.' Velindre considered the puzzle, ignoring Kheda's irritation. 'Though I'm certain he didn't know what it was.'
Naldeth nodded his agreement. 'If he had any notion, he would have brought down some magic on us.'
'Or some dragon,' interjected Risala.
'At least we know there are still mages here.' Kheda dismissed the cooling remnants of his anger. 'As well as potentially dangerous numbers of wild men. That's what we came to find out—'
'You're proposing we go back to the Archipelago immediately?' Velindre was still gazing back up the river. 'To sit and wait for their attack?'
'We don't know that they will attack again,' protested Naldeth.
'We don't know that they won't,' Kheda said grimly.
And I still don't know what we'd do if they did.
The younger wizard shook his head stubbornly. 'Surely this isle is big enough for their needs. It's not as if a land this size could blow itself apart and sink like that outlying chain.'
'We still don't know for certain why those savages from that drowned island sailed east to Chazen instead of coming here.' Risala grimaced, absently rubbing at a sore welt on one forearm.
'If we took a day or so to get a little closer to those mageborn, we might glean some better understanding of their magic' Velindre caught her bitten thumbnail between her white teeth, brow clouded with thought. 'Finding some weakness in their wizardry could prove vital if they do come to the Archipelago one day. That
masquerader in the feather cloak has an affinity with elemental air but he wasn't drawing on the breezes around him. I'm sure he has some tie to a dragon. I could feel it.'
Instantly Risala looked up. 'Is it anywhere close?'
'Let me read the breezes.' Velindre stared into the sky with disquieting eagerness.
'Just don't bring it down on us.' Kheda turned to Naldeth. 'Were those women with feathers in their hair mages as well?'
'I'd call them mageborn rather than mages,' the young wizard said slowly. 'One of them was keeping the torches alight with a fire affinity but I don't think she could do much more than that.'
'Not without a fire dragon's aura to draw on.' Velindre was still intent on the cloudless sky.
'The wild wizards who came to the Archipelago had lesser mages hanging around them, to begin with at least,' Risala said thoughtfully.
'And we never really understood why.' Kheda looked around dubiously.
'We don't know anything about them.' Velindre was unperturbed. 'Which is hardly surprising after barely a day sailing this coast. We came here to reconnoitre, Kheda. Will you at least spend another day seeing what we might learn?'
'One more day,' he conceded.
Because there are indeed too many questions still unanswered, and I have come too far for all this to be for nothing. And Risala and I are not alone, defenceless against evil wizardry. But is the confidence of these northern mages wholly justified or am I just seeing more ofDev's arrogance?
The Zaise slipped back down the muddy channel towards the maze of rivulets cutting through the sand bars defying the surging sea. Kheda's countless scrapes and
scratches began to throb unbearably. He realised he was still gripping his bloodied sword and clenched his fist around the hilt all the tighter to fight the urge to scratch at his itches. Finally he lost sight of the savage mage in the receding grasslands.
'We had better find somewhere to hide the ship without magic if we're going ashore,' Naldeth said irritably, 'in case some elemental concealment catches a wild wizard's eye.'
'Or a dragon's.' Velindre leaned against the tiller to turn the prow of the Zaise towards the north, beyond the river mouth. 'Let's see how the land lies this way.'
Kheda couldn't decide whether to be reassured or irritated by the magewoman's calmness.
All these scratches are doing nothing for my temper. And I had better clean this sword before we go ashore again.
'If we're going ashore again, what are we going to do?' Risala frowned, rubbing harder at her forearm.
'I suppose we could find out where that masked mage lives,' Kheda said reluctantly. 'Or see how he deals with those wretches in those caves, assuming he crosses the river.'
'Do you suppose he has any dealings with them?' wondered Risala. 'They can't have had any magic, or they'd have used it to drive off those vile birds.'
'Those caves are probably as good a place as any to make for once we've hidden the ship.' Taking Risala's hand away from the score she was absently inflaming, Kheda looked at Naldeth. 'Have you any experience of stalking game?'
'I wouldn't know how to begin without using my magic' The young mage was looking ahead to the jagged cliffs where the high ground on either side of the grassy plain broke on the seashore. 'Velindre, there are caves inside these rocks.'
This dark-grey stone was unlike any they'd encountered so far, fractured by the ceaseless battering of the ocean and smeared with the white droppings of unfamiliar seabirds that bickered on ledges fringed with meagre vegetation.
Kheda couldn't see any opening big enough for a man to slip through, never mind a boat.
'Getting into some sea cave might be easy enough,' he warned, 'but remember that we have to get out again, whatever the tide.'
'And we may not be wanting to use magic to do it.' Risala moved closer and he welcomed the reassurance of her presence beside him. She pulled away with a hiss as his sweat seared one of her grazes.
Kheda bit his lip against the sudden pain clawing at his own arm. He took Risala's hand. 'Come on, let's find my physic chest.'
They left Velindre scanning the skies and Naldeth absorbed studying the inhospitable cliffs.
Risala followed Kheda through the door to the stern cabin. He set his blood-clotted sword carefully down and bent to pull open the trap door to the aft hold.
'Did we do the right thing, coming here?' Risala asked abruptly.
Kheda let the heavy trap door fall backwards with a thud. 'I don't know. But Velindre's right - we've been in these waters for less than a day. We should see what the next few dawns might bring.'
'Couldn't you look for some portent—' Risala bit her
'I'm more concerned with getting their measure, so we know just what danger they might be to Chazen and the rest of the Archipelago.' Kheda looked down at his muddied loincloth. 'Wait here. I'll pass the physic chest up.'
He could put his hand unerringly on the ebony and silver casket in the gloomy hold. Taking a few steps back