"The Gods provide," Harland said with an almost mad laugh. The battle had cut him to the heart, just as it had the rest of them. "They think this to be a threat, but we have turned it into an opportunity. That's the Sea Serpent way! You aim for the head of the snake. If you let it get away, assume that it will come back stronger! Well, at least, in our case, I suppose that's true. Earl Maddon must think that you're on death's door. At least, that will be how the rest of the soldiers saw you."
"It will be," Vol agreed. "Again, it works to our advantage."
"I do not know this power of yours, or where it comes from, but by all the Gods am I pleased that you have it. If ever there was a day that we needed miracles, it is today," Harland said.
"We need miracles no longer. Now, we hold the upperhand," Vol told him.
