Sword

"It's a beautiful weapon you're wearing," David asked Uras. Uras looked at David for a moment.

"I didn't think I'd find a brute-marked sword in a place like this," said David.

"It belonged to my father." Uras looked at his sword, the hilt visible at the end of his cloak; He turned his eyes to Bilge's house. "They took it a long time ago," he said. "It's strange that they've been taking the Ice people for thousands of years, but they've never touched the Burkut bearers," David said.

Uras avoided looking sideways from David. He didn't want to talk to a stranger about his sword. Still, he felt he had to say something. "It might not always work to carry a sword with the Bürküt mark. I didn't even know he had it until recently, anyway."

David nodded to her. "It might work. It wasn't always like this." David touched the symbol on the sword on Uras' waist. A two-headed eagle." Sacred once among the ice peoples of Bürkut. Another symbol of the Lakeside. This sword must have met your father by a strange route." Uras ignored the question that David was avoiding to ask. Ewin still hadn't moved from where he was. Was the sage doing something inside? At that moment, Uras had a question of his own. "Karmas…" He cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "Black cavalry in the forest and those with him, was this a warning or an attack? Can we stop them? Ewin

"Not without the Acuz ," David said, and Abigial nodded. Both of them turned their faces to the black lake. Ewin's voice never rose, but his eyes fixed Uras on the wall. "If I'd known I'd find the hunter when I left the Black Lake and went South to that town, I would have brought a dozen Acuz to drag them by their necks. I can't even handle one hunter on my own, but I saw three there." "That doesn't matter anymore," said David. The behavior of those cursed ravens should have warned me, but I was arrogantly overconfident, sure they couldn't have spread that far into the South. I'm so sure of it."

Uras blinked. "A raven? I don't understand." David's mouth twisted in disgust. "Ravens have always been a harbinger of things." A quick shudder ran through David. A harbinger of something? There were ravens now everywhere. What were they foreshadowing?