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CHERKIS.
There was stark amazement on Kulun's face; and fear now enough.

He dropped from the parapet among his men.

There came one loud trumpet blast.
Out from the battlements poured a storm of arrows, a cloud of javelins.
The squat catapults leaped forward.

From them came a hail of boulders.
Before that onrushing tempest of death I flinched.
I heard Norhala's golden laughter and before they could reach us arrow and javelin and boulder were checked as though myriads of hands reached out from the Thing under us and caught them.