Heart of the Hunter Chapter 13
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Churysk could not stop shaking, as the rage from the shame built up in him. He wanted to launch himself at the swamp witch, wanted to rip her throat out. Instead, he kept silent. He had heard and seen too much of her power to doubt that she could well and truly deal with him should he actually attack.
“What now, then? Am I to be reduced to kilkul, a lowly spear-carrier? Will that motivate your warriors to strive against adversity? I do not think it will, Great Wise One. If standing has no weight in this, all will question their standing, and the warriors’ thoughts will not be in the fight.”
“Do not think to lecture me about motivating Gnael, basetongue. Your time for wisdom was earlier this morning. You will bide here now and wait my pleasure. I have a new champion now.”
The shaman chieftain turned to her left, and addressed someone standing in the all-gloom darkness behind her cypress throne. “Do you come forward, honored one.” She said quietly.
