"What do we do, Patriarch?" one of the Nivari elders asked uneasily. "Maybe we should leave. The people here sound like they're beyond us."
The Nivari Patriarch frowned and stared hard at Miles, searching for any sign that he was lying.
Miles remained perfectly calm. Sevrin couldn't read him at all.
Then the Patriarch studied everyone else on the wall, and something clicked.
Most of them looked composed, but not everyone had nerves of steel. Several were clearly tense, and a few even had sweat beading on their foreheads.
If New Atlas truly had fighters that powerful, why would its people be nervous?
There was only one explanation: they were bluffing.
The Nivari Patriarch was clearly more perceptive than the Pyrathi Patriarch.
