Atelon looked at him. ‘Did you use the Old Power at all?’ he asked.
‘No,’ Oslang replied. ‘I would have done had need arisen. We were prepared all the time for sudden attacks and for Dan-Tor to come riding out to meet us, but to be honest I was too afraid to use it unnecessarily.’
Atelon nodded understandingly and sank back into his chair.
The discussion moved on to practical matters.
‘We need to find out where Oklar has gone,’ Arinndier said. ‘If he’s lurking somewhere in the west, he could move in behind us, cut off our lines of supply, and attack us in the rear.’
‘Or move down into Fyorlund and Orthlund while we’re wandering round in the mists,’ Hreldar said.
Other voices began to speak.
Loman raised his hand for silence hastily. ‘My friends,’ he said. ‘There are endless alternat
