Bring him forth!" "Seek elsewhere for them then," he answered.

"They are not here.

Turn now and seek elsewhere.

Go quickly, lest I loose our might upon you and you go never." Mockingly rang her laughter--and under its lash the black eyes grew fiercer, the cruelty on the white face darkened.
"Little man whose words are so big! Fly who thunders! What are you called, little man ?" Her raillery bit deep--but its menace passed unheeded in the rage it called forth.
"I am Kulun," shouted the man in scarlet armor.

"Kulun, the son of Cherkis the Mighty, and captain of his hosts.