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Borvorius's eyes narrowed. He had not survived the many wars of his life by being a stupid man.
"No," he said, "maybe you didn't. But it doesn't matter. Listen to me, my innocent little priest. Sometimes there has to be a war. Things go too far for words. There's . . . other forces. Now . . . go back to your people. Maybe we'll both be alive when all this is over and then we can talk. Fight first, talk after. That's how it works, boy. That's history. Now, go back.". A lot of them had clustered around the iron-shielded cart. Brutha looked at it through a mist of despair.
"Didn't I say I'd go down there alone?" he said.
Simony, who was leaning against the Turtle, gave him a grim smile.
"Did it work?" he said.Brutha turned away.I. Shall I Smite Them?"No!"Il. I Could Make Them As Dust. Just Say The Word."No. That's worse than war."III. But You Said A God Must Protect His People"What would we be if I told you to crush honest men?"IV. Not Stuck Full Of Arrows?No.The Omnians were assembling among the dunes