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Tyrus took a ful step forward "It may not have escaped your notice that there are twelve of us Had Erasmus been here, it would have been an even thirteen Threaten us again and you will find that your talismans will not save you from me I have not come this far to be thwarted by Canton Vaud"

Palmanter held up his hands "Easy, my friend Do not be hasty"

"Am I your friend?" Tyrus asked coldly "I have told you the truth The ring worn by the Arch-Rike’s spy confirms it We can ask one by one if we alanced at the Rike who stared at Tyrus with a mixture of awe and respect on his face "Well done, Tyrus," the Rike said with a half-chuckle There was a clap of shocked silence

"The spy?" one of the Druidecht muttered nervously

"Who do you mean?" a Preachán asked pointedly to Tyrus

Tyrus turned to the Rike nearby and gestured for him to disclose it

"It is Rajas," the uised in a gold filigree design of a scarab She is your spy The Arch-Rike told me himself"

All eyes turned suddenly to a corpulent Cruithne with an imperious and completely bewildered look The shock was so sudden and evident on her face that for a moment she could only splutter

Tyrus tapped hisresemblance to a scarab"

The shocked expressions, the utter bewilder over the to the news

"How…dare…you!" Rajas uttered lividly Her cheeks went chalky white and she fixed a finger at Lukias