Sabriel forced o o to a screaming run. Lots of soldiers could see ill placing lanterns out in lines, radiating out from teps, and several soldiers ing to bounce it out. t her as she passed.

    t slipping off to t it, but sed outside, looking out. After a moment, s anding next to  by terns, half in shadow.

    “t at tes,”

    soo quickly to be calm.

    “I kno firing . Six men and a corporal.”

    Sabriel nodded. S t puncomac to notice, to .

    Suddenly, s somet  a deat tood bolt uprigruly dohe fog!”

    S a second later. ty looked around, startled, ted for teps and teams cocked tripodmounted mache newly made sandbag walls.

    “Second floor, stand ready!” ed, and above s of fifty rifles  of ts step back outside, and take up position beo snatc came to t . . .

    In tant quiet, t. ind in trees out past tarting to rise as ts beginning to c—ts, no longer joined by gristle; t, bones like ic flesh.

    “hands,” she said, nervously. “hundreds of hands.”

    Even as s tes, t second’s crasoly parody of a war cry.

    “Fire!”

    In tant’s delay after t terrible fear t t  out a terrible, barking roar, red tracer rounds flinging out, ricocing from terrible violence. Bullets tore Dead flesered bone, knocked t still till terally torn apart,  broken into pieces, he wire.

    t before it could entirely cease, anotumbling, craeumbling over till t of t t of t steps. Some, still  vestige of elligence, retreated, only to be caug gouts of flame fr