Screeching in pain and terror, the rogues backed off, but they didnt flee like the Un-Named raiders did. Something seemed to force them back into the fray, making them ignore their fright and their agony to attack again. The flame-bearers attack faltered as eyes met eyes and the enemys ability to withstand the Red Tongue was passed quickly among the Named. Firekeepers ... Above the commotion, Ratha heard an agonizing shriek, so raw that she didnt recognize the voice. She whirled, thinking one of the Named had been mortally struck. Instead she saw Bira, not in the battle but on the edge. Her ears were back, her mouth was open, but the sound from her throat wasnt a battle cry but a horrified scream. Theyre killing the cubs! Bira paused only long enough to gather breath and shriek again, even louder. Theyre attacking the nursery! Theyre killing the cubs!