Hayoue looked up and said,-- "Kaatsh is coming; let us go." Both rose and walked toward the caves for shelter.

On the high mesa above, the wind roared through the timber; in the valley, it was yet quiet.

Lightning flashed through the clouds.

Hayoue stood still, grasped the arm of his companion, and pointed at the southern heights.
"If you ever go up there," he warned, "be very careful." Okoya failed to understand, and only stared.
"Be careful," the other insisted, "and if possible never go alone." He turned, and Okoya followed.

What he had heard and learned went beyond his comprehension.
Ere they could reach the caves a fiery dart shot from the clouds that shrouded the mountain-crests; it sped across the sky and buried itself in the forest above the Rito.