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it, for its will is the will of a stone. It is, as I say, a thing of
good. If it be raised to do evil, it will strike down whoever would so
use it--be he man or be he God." Aldur obviously saw what I did not,
and this was his way to try to warn Belzedar. I don't think it worked,
though.

Our Master sighed, then he rose to his feet.

"We must make haste,"

he told us.

"Go ye, my disciples. Go ye even unto mine other brothers and tell
them that I bid them come to me. I am the eldest, and they will come
out of respect, if not love. The war we propose will not be ours
alone. I do fear me that all of mankind shall be caught up in it. Go,
therefore, and summon my brothers that we may consider what must be
done."

CHAPTER FIVE

"A word with you, Belgarath?"

Belmakor said when we reached the foot of our Master's tower.

"Of course."

"I really don't think we should leave the Master alone," he suggested
gravely.

"You think Torak might come back and hit him again?"

"I rather doubt it, and I'm fairly certain that the Master could take
care of himself if that happened."

"He didn't the last time," I replied bleakly.

"That was probably because Torak took him by surprise. You don't
normally expect a brother to hit you."

"Why all this concern, then?"

"Didn't you feel the Master's grief? And I'm not just talking about
the loss of the Orb. Torak betrayed him and hit him, and now there's
going to be a war. I think a couple of us should stay here to comfort
the Master and to care for him."

"Do you want to stay?"

"Not me, old boy. I'm at least as angry about this as you are. Right