Saul hesitated. Finally, he and a half-dozen others went off toward the
city.
Trevor sat down on the hot, scorched grass. He was very tired, and he
didn't like at all the way the withdrawn shadow of Shannach hovered
just outside his mind.
The mountains leaned away from the Sun, and the shadows crawled up the
lower slopes. Then Saul and the others returned.
Trevor looked up at their faces and laughed without mirth. "It's true,
isn't it?"
"Yes," said Saul, and shivered. "Yes...."
"Did he speak to you?"
"He started to. But--we ran."
And Saul suddenly cried, out of the depths of fear this time and not
of hate, "We can never kill him. It's his valley. And oh God, we're
trapped in here with him, we can't get out."
"We can get out," said Trevor.