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The smoke was starting to effect Ephram's breathing. When he saw Myra without the spy, he assumed he had escaped. Then Myra fell off her horse, spouting an incoherent mess of words. Ephram oved over to Myra, and picked her up in his arms. Carrying her back to his horse, he set her behind the saddle, and mounted. Wrapping Myra's arms around his waist, Ephram turned his horse and rode out of the fire.

Ashton had gathered as many people as she could to fight the flames. Once the forest was clear, Ashton gave the signal. Suddenly, a massive wind blew into the forest. Then it, and the flames, were gone. Somewhere in the forset, Ashton heard the crash of a falling tree, no doubt uprooted by the gust. Looking into the sky, She saw rain clouds in the distance.

As night fell, Ephram called Myra, Ashton, Rahl, and Anna May to his tent. Looking at the assembled group, Ephram spoke. "What happened to the spy? Does anyone know anything about what happened?"