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But when they returned to the clearing, they found everyone in turmoil. Woodfolk were wandering around looking distracted and Boravar was sitting in a gloomy heap against a tree, head in hands.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” asked Tarkyn anxiously.
Waterstone glanced across at Boravar, “I’m afraid your confrontation with Harkell has frightened off Twig Snap and Leaf Fall. They’ve disappeared.”
“Oh no!” Tarkyn walked over to the distraught sorcerer who scrambled to his feet and bowed. “I am so sorry, Boravar. I didn’t think. They’re not used to us, are they?”
“It was intense enough for those of us who are,” said Rainstorm dryly. “We woodfolk are not used to people getting so angry and shaking everyone about with their reactions. Even Waterstone’s not as scary as that.”
“Yes. I underst
