Choose then, my brothers." The eldest of the six men, a short, thick-set warrior, with white hair, stepped forward a pace and answered-- "Thy words are true, Infadoos; the land cries out.

My own brother is among those who died to-night; but this is a great matter, and the thing is hard to believe.

How know we that if we lift our spears it may not be for a thief and a liar?
It is a great matter, I say, of which none can see the end.

For of this be sure, blood will flow in rivers before the deed is done; many will still cleave to the king, for men worship the sun that still shines bright in the heavens, rather than that which has not risen.

These white men from the Stars, their magic is great, and Ignosi is under the cover of their wing.