Chapter ThirteenThe dimness of the obscured cave entrance swallowed the Watchers like thick fog as they plunged into the interior. Dlalth curses and the ring of metal proclaimed the fact that they met the inhospitable welcome they had anticipated and, as the moments dragged by, Bryth became more and more uneasy. Turning to scowl first at Rehstaed and then at Mardan with an unspoken aversion to the situation, he shook his head and flexed his powerful, black wings agitatedly. “I understand the test we have put them to, but have we not waited long enough?” His desire to join in the fray and aid the Watchers in subduing the Reviled was shared by his warrior-spirited companions who turned as one to glare at Gairynzvl.
“Surely they have proven themselves reliable,” Bryth continued, clearly unse
