i hear from the sky , and my battlemore responds , whirling round towards the fire as the beasts of the clearing do the same , and here come the source , the man from the clearing , and the knife 's one in particular- ben and bradley and viola- their beasts racing towards me now , towards the small space in the burning trees , where we will not be able to stay for long but which might just avoid the vessel still screaming down- and all around us the land 's fear courses through me , their terror , their deaths , and i feel more than just the ones i can see , the ones running by my charging battlemore , i can feel them all , i feel the soldiers remaining to the north of the valley and the soldiers to the south , trying to save themselves in a forest where every tree blazes , where the fire keeps leaping from branch to branch , even in the falling ice , leaping faster than many of them can run and i feel the land up the river , too , away from this inferno , watching it roar up the valley towards them , overtaking some of those who flee , and i see it all , too , see through the eyes of every land- i see the eyes of this planet , watching itself burn- and i burn , too- `` hurry ! ''