Sugged at ing ried to respond, but    he

        strength. he could only walk.

        "All rig; ; get to trees. too far ao t temple place. If    for long enougo cut ter all."

        Pantalaimon darted ao hlessly, making him pause.

        ill could almost see tugging and tumbled to see, and to il tone pavement around temple.

        ttle portico o find tatues of goddesses in nicer a spiral staircase of o lock taircase and onto t ake t over ty; for ting t     iled roof ran dole slope all around to tter.

        As t, t beanta-lizingly close; and t ty, oo t. ttlements, and ill felt a jolt of siess as    here.

        But time to take in t to deal oemple, screami. tol and fired ts toemple. they came on again, yelling:

        "t;

        "Murderers!"

        "e gonna kill you!"

        "You got our knife!"

        "You don e from ;

        "You gonna die!"

        ill took no notice.    already, and sly cut a small o see    once. Lyra looked too, and fell ba disappoi. ty feet or so in traffic.

        "Of course," ill said bitterly, "uck. ell o s all."

        Anot cemple and reinforced t, enormously loud, and anotook anotone, and tairs began to s ones climbed up.

        Lyra    ill still o top step as if it o    up, taircase began to bend u of t, and t s off, but time by act, it seemed.

        Someone , and time, and ill looked doo see a tangle of er and dust and blood.

        t individual cide. they surged below him and

        leaped up in fury, snatg, screaming, spitting, but t reach.

        to to, leaving several pinned beairs or dazed and struggling to get up from trewn floor.

        ill soon realized side to to see t pair of iles and pulling up. Someone s.

        But tiled ridges    ones scrambled up on alaimon    cate. But still them.

        Someone ;Kill! Kill! Kill!" and to stamp and tiles in r t quite dare e closer, faced by tile broke, and tanding on it slipped and fell, but t at Lyra.

        S stered on ticed t t, and o Lyra no boys    once, but t    Lyra jabbed t her fiercely, and she fell back again.

        ill s s , and rud s replag to the roof from below.

        triped t-s appeared, but    tol, or per y.

        oget o happen:

        to fig o be brutal and deadly.

        "e on," said ill, passionate for ttle. "e on, t;

        Anot.

        But tra uro see.

        "Kaisa!" cried Lyra joyfully, for it was Serafina Pekkalas daemon.

        t filled turned an incriped t-s. to cry in alarm too, because the sky.

        As Lyra satle black s of ted h glee.

        "Serafina Pekkala! emple—"

        And ly after, and t t once—s at temple roof above tonis all t, and o take its place.     t s? ere ter?

        And    a mob no longer—just a lot e after t of t temple, and tches above.

        ill looked up in oo amazed to speak, but Lyra , "Serafina Pekkala! o kill us! e do;

        But Serafina and to circle oing    o ter on tiles belohe sill.

        "Greetings, Lyra," ;Serafina Pekkala t e to ters—a ing up over t you see t;

        "No! e t see em at all!"

        "Already    one c risk any more.    you get do;

        "If    ;

        "Enougrouble ing, and bigger. Get do you    and trees."

        tiles to tter. It     le slope a Lyra jumped and trying to proteg badly. railed beried to roll it up, t his side.

        "Lyra, w; Kaisa said.

        "Its ill. ;

        "ers avoiding you?" tly to ill.

        By time ill    khem.

        No, !" And ood up, struck by a t. "; ; one?"

        ten paces a; said t;t    to e any closer, ts obvious."

        ill took out t dire, and h surprise.

        But ill couldnt do    t a    abaot so muding gracefulness, ty of    so far from being young.

        "Your name is ill?" she said.

        "Yes, but—"

        "ers afraid of you?"

        "Because of t oell me! I    to kill it!"

        But Lyra came running before tch could answer.

        "Serafina Pekkala!" scig tc loud, and kissed top of ;O? e o kill us—did you see t o die and—o Id never see

        you again!"

        Serafina Pekkala looked over Lyras    a little    ill.

        "Noen," s;t far a. ters    follo see us s a ;

        And so to c figures rees.

        "Oll be all rig Serafina Pekkalas ; said Lyra. "I    Id see    at t time, didnt s like before, at Bolvangar...."

        Cteri, so. ill follole more blood ried not to t it.

        It took not    an ers, because ill o stop a several times.    roasting, and Serafina Pekkala stirring somet.

        "Let me see your ;    to ill, and    his hand.

        Pantalaimon, cat-formed, c ill looked a of ilated fingers.

        tcly to eac; ;

        ill reac to ly.    it .

        "to    ; said Serafina Pekkala. "Very    will be ready wime, you s;

        Stle aining a    potion ed by ly ed to Lyra, .

        "No; s;tell me    t t;

        So Lyra took a deep breath and began.
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