This time my quote is from the last chapter published, waiting for the next part of the story :)

Why else would Swinn go up the cliff rather than around? Speed. Something was happening, Frix could feel it. Had the attack started? There was really no question about what was going on now… just a matter of how and when. He had to try to catch his fellow Seedwind. And the only way to do that was to cut straight through the camp.
Frix hesitated for a second, watching the boiling crowd below. Then the image of a swinging cudgel came to him, followed by a cry cut short as blood fanned in a smooth arc. He swallowed, and climbed down.

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