The Silent Ones say that you must not go into battle yourself.

You must stay here with me, and with Goodwin--for if--if--the Shining One does come, then must we be here to meet it.
And you might not be, you know, Larry, if you fight," she said, looking shyly up at him from under the long lashes.
The O'Keefe's jaw dropped.
"That's about the hardest yet," he answered slowly.

"Still--I see their point; the lamb corralled for the altar has no right to stray out among the lions," he added grimly.

"Don't worry, sweet," he told her.

"As long as I've sat in the game I'll stick to the rules." Olaf took fierce joy in the coming fray.