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Tealdo slogged west across what seemed anendless sea of grass. Every so often, he or his Algarvian comrades would flusha bird from cover. They’d raise their sticks to their shoulders and blaze at itas it fled. They were ready to blaze at anything.

Sometimes they would flush an Unkerlanterfrom cover. Unlike the birds, the Unkerlanters had a nasty habit of blazingback. The Unkerlanters also had an even nastier habit of staying in cover tilla good-sized party of Algarvian soldiers had gone by, and then blazing at themfrom behind. The ones Tealdo and his comrades caught after stunts like that didnot go east into captives’ camps, even if they tried to surrender.