Having been moving through open country for the last few days they had taken every opportunity to look behind them. But there had been no sign of any pursuit. Hyrald voiced the unspoken conclusion.
‘I suppose he might have gone wandering off north, but I doubt it. I think we’ve bloodied his nose too much. I think he’s on his way home.’
His analysis was tentatively accepted, but Endryk still insisted that they should continue posting guards through the night. ‘We can’t be sure yet, and it’s too good a habit to break,’ he said. ‘We must be absolutely certain. There’s a chance that perhaps he’s learning too.’ He did not sound too convinced by his own argument and the Wardens dismissed it.
Rhavvan was blunt. ‘Aghrid’s ruthless and crafty, but he’s a street creature, like me, like all of us.
