CHAPTER 32
It is the unseen forces which forge and
hammer the malleable contents
of our souls
In ways we cannot fathom.
-FROM THE BOOK OF ST. ALBANS-
Fighting erupted in the city streets a few hours after our return from the palace. Not the sporadic clashes of groups attacking other groups in a brief but violent melee that soon dissolved into thin air. No–this was open warfare between Malaweians who either supported the Hartooth or opposed them. Those who supported the First Clan far outnumbered those who opposed them. Crowds surged out into the streets and threw up barricades. Entire sections of the city were quickly converted into fortified zones. The clash of arms and the blaring of the distinctive dragon war horns filled the cold night air as those loyal to the Mauk rallied aroun
