of t Scouts  on up. toon of infantry folloour around to toons moved to t and sout, forming a defensive triangle around toucone and tinued on.

    trees fell a ty yards from top of tles taking t t point, t-sized square of grey-green stones. ts , four of tones out his purpose.

    As Sabriel and toucone came up, tone fell h.

    At time, every Cer Mage present felt a sligheir ears, and a wave of dizziness.

    “Did you feel t?” asked   o ears t they all had.

    “Yes,” replied Sabriel. to a lesser extent, it  of feeling tones caused in t   closer to the sarcophagus.”

    “?”

    “Four blocks deep, I t . . . from an odd perspective.”

    ed to to  keep prying aones. t to it  Sabriel noticed t looking at tion of ts were Cer Mages, of various power—all knew w sundown would bring.

    In fifteen minutes, ts, men in ties, ly sick and ing furted to keeping lunches down and quelling shaking limbs.

    Surprisingly, given tate, Sabriel and toucone found it relatively easy to resist ting from t didn’t compare  time.

    ,  break, and treated doo tree line, elep sitting on turned drum. ook it, but turned to Sabriel before the charging handle.

    “Are tions to be made before  blocks? Magical ones, I mean.”

    Sabriel t for a moment,  to to spell it open—I’ll need everyone’s . tes on tion spell. tance too. en cast Cer Magic in concert?”

    “Unfortunately, no,” replied horyse, frowning.

    “Because t officially admit tence of Cer Magic, every