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TWENTY - MORTAL COMBAT-2

        lofur iced. o taunt lorek, callien, soon-to-die, and ot    a ep at a time, and to crouche jeering bear-king.

        Lyra ears. o die, and s do reac    see    a face urned away.

        So s ears kept     o    certainly    seen by lofur.

        Because lorek o find    dry footing and a firm rock to leap up from, and t arm    trick a bear, but, as Lyra     to be a bear, ed to be a man; and lorek rig him.

        At last    ed: a firm rock deep-anc.    it, tensing .

        It came ingly toly    side.

        t rengttle stir in ter, but errifying tible po lofur, exploding up    the exposed jaw of lofur Raknison.

        It ore t of    it fletering blood drops in the snow many yards away.

        lofurs red tongue lolled doeless, eet, and    ing ttering it do ters edge.

        teeth.

        tual yet to perform. lorek sliced opeed c, peeling to expose te and red ribs like timbers of an upturned boat. Into t lofurs , red and steaming, and ate it t of lofurs subjects.

        tion, pandemonium, a cruso pay o lofurs queror.

        lorek Byrnisons voice rose above the clamor.

        “Bears! ho is your king?”

        And t of all ttering storm:

        “lorek Byrnison!”

        t t do. Every single badge and sas    ond trampled ptuously underfoot, to be fotten in a moment. true bears, not uain semi- inferiority. to to    bloarble from topmost totlemented y fists until tones came loose, and to crasty    below.

        lorek igo attend to    before amping    on t snoo to stop smas    lorek did, and    once.

        “human prisoners?” lorek said.

        “Yes—lofur Raknison put t to e out first a ser somewhe falling rocks—”

        lave s orders, and some bears o to release turo lorek.

        “Let me    to make sure you ent too badly , lorek dear—os an a on your belly—”

        A bear laid a moutiff green stuff, ted, on t loreks feet.

        “Bloodmoss,” said lorek. “Press it in t and till it freezes.”

        let any bears attend to e t, ao    over t bear-king, pag in till it stopped bleeding. tens    anched.

        And by t time toget. t in talking to to kno to do. And s    to distract lorek,    s Roger, and about Lee Scoresby and tcired.... S t t to keep out of the way.

        So s er of t ground alaimon as a o keep    to sleep.

        Somet, and a strange bear voice said, “Lyra Silvertos you.”

        S open ; but Pantalaimon licked to melt to see to .

        Sried to stand, but fell over twice.

        to offer o stay on eep hollow, where many bears were assembled.

        And among to Pantalaimon.

        “Roger!” she said.

        “lorek Byrnison made me stay out to fetc ter you fell out,    carried miles and miles, and t some mas out and ain, and old me about ....”

        Lyra looked around. Uion of an older bear, ter out of drifto o do. One of triking a flint to light a fire.

        “the young bear who had woken Lyra.

        A fres open o find te one ra    and delicious beyond imagining.

        “Eat too,” said tore off a piece for    tasted of cream flavored s. Roger ated, but folloes Lyra o be warm.

        iping    lorek    in sight.

        “lorek Byrnison is speaking s to see you wen. Follow me.”

        o a spot    at ter of a group of older bears, and o greet her.

        “Lyra Silvertongue,”    I am being told.”

        explain o t    treated esy, as if s proud beyond measure to sit beside    flickered gracefully in tion of the bears.

        It turned out t lofur Raknisons dominance over them had been like a spell.

        Some of t it doo ter,    it, and given lofur various presents.

        “Sly to    himself.”

        about er here was more.

        “t preveain t so do, but    apply on Svalbard. Sed to set up anotation o allo, against all tom of ted, or been imprisoned, but never lived and le by little so increase il    y to guard tion so create....”

        t was an old bear speaking. his name was S0ren Eisarson, and he was a selor, one who had suffered under lofur Raknison.

        “ is s will her plans be?”

        Lyra took out ter. t muc to see it by, and lorek a a torc.

        “ o Mr. Scoresby?” Lyra said ches?”

        “tctacked by anotoo tters, but trolling our skies in vast numbers, and ttacked in torm. I didnt see er I fell out aking . But your symbol reader ell you e is.”

        A bear pulled up a sledge on    of it. t at once, and in its glare Lyra turer and asked about Lee Scoresby.

        It turned out t ill aloft, borne by to s and    off tch .

        Lyra told lorek, and isfied.

        “If    of Mrs. Coulter?”

        ted, o symbol in a seque made Lyra puzzle for a long time. t restrained by t for lorek Byrnison, and    t of o tric trance.

        ttern of it, was dismaying.

        “It says s us flying t a transport zeppelin ts armed s it—and to Svalbard rig kno about lofur Raknison beien, of course, but scell    from ts. So I re to...to pretend to    really so take over poartars ts a ing by sea, and theyll be here in a couple of days.

        “And as soon as so o s ing clear noood before, lorek! Its o kill Lord Asriel: its because s o do, and s, and ss to do it rol before    must be ty in t must be! Srying to get to it first! And nos telling me something else....”

        S over trument, trating furiously as ted t. It moved almost too fast to follo stop, and    nickering dialogue beturning the Aurora was.

        “Yes,” sting trument doion. “Yes, I see    says.

        Ser me again.

        Ss somet, because Lord Asriel s it too. t for t,    is...”

        Sopped to take a deep breatroubling    kno    aself, because after all, Mrs. Coulter ed it, and    be? A , because ter    o itself, and t it.

        “I suppose its ter,” ss    all along. Ive got to take it to Lord Asriel before ss it. If ss it, well all die.”

        As s, s so tired, so bone-deep    to die    ting it.

        S ter a up straight.

        “how far away is she ?” said lorek.

        “Just a feo take ter to Lord Asriel as soon as I .”

        “I h you,” said lorek.

        S argue. o apany t of t still, serving    t somet of    last reading. S, and presently t off.
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