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As they rose higher, the wind became bitter and white flakes began to spiral down among them. They tried to quicken their pace but there was only so fast they could negotiate the steep, rocky terrain in the darkness.
“I hope you think this is worth it, to put a greater distance between sorcerers and us,” grumbled String to any woodfolk within earshot.
“Yeah. As far as I could see, there were only harmless farmers near the woodlands anyway,” added Bean dolefully. “Your danger from a storm on the mountain is far greater.”
“One of those harmless people told Jarand we were there,” pointed out Tree Wind.
“Huh.” There was a short pause while String hauled himself up over a large boulder. “So what he’s going to do that he hasn’t tried already?”
“Watch out,” rumbled Thunder Storm, “There’s
