They fear our wisdom and the decrees of the Heavenly Child spoken through the mouth of its oracle, which, if it is offended, can bring a curse upon them.

Still, if they find us outside our borders they may kill us, if they can, as we may kill them if we find them within our borders." "Indeed, Harut.

Then it looks to me as though there were a war breeding between you." "A war is breeding, Macumazana, the last great war in which either the White Kendah or the Black Kendah must perish.

Or perhaps both will die together.

Maybe that is the real reason why we have asked you to be our guest, Macumazana," and with their usual courteous bows, both of them rose and departed before I could reply.
"You see how it stands," I said to Ragnall.