lorek Byrnison gave s orders. It  ticed at cing, for t once into a defensive formation, and tc as smooto attack. t accurately from close range, and in order not to e arro t part of turn up once. But , and to drag tched.

    Lyra crouccc at  t ter part of tc peel off and turn back.

    If s,  last more ts.

    Because from tion in s; and across t hrob of a gas engine.

    ter and roops on board, ching up.

    lorek gro once into anotion. In tcly unloaded tc oo, and began to s for t part trusted to tly to erect tus: a long arm extending up an angle, a cup or bo iron tank eam.

    As sc flame gus, and a team of bears so practiced action. to t an order t, to o the dark sky.

    tc t t s alone, but it  target he zeppelin.

    t eitimating its po climbing or turning a fraction to either side.

    t became clear t too: a maced on ts protection, before stle of ts. S in fear.

    “t pierce armor tle bullets.”

    time a mass of blazing sulfur led directly upo strike t in a cascade of flaming fragments on all sides. to t, and roared aly beside tus. As it neared, t, and to a lo upward again.

    time tled against to contain tougo and minor scratc of blazing rock oo muc. traigo meet eacastrophe of flame.

    At once transparent; tire skeleton of t an inferno of orange and red and yelloime before drifting to t reluctantly. Little figures black against tottering or running from it, and co e of tting t ed metal, a pall of smoke, and a fetering fire.

    But too (too far ao spot Mrs. Coulter, sed no time. itc and set it up, and began to fig on the ground.

    “On,” said lorek. “t for a long time.”

    tacked tartars rigo be t all time ures of Roger and Lord Asriel; and lorek Byrnison kneurned up tain and a, leaving o artars.

    On trained o look a not even Pantalaimons o on tain tracks  ever : be it. S sogete and intent srange and uncanny  t bathem.

    “lorek,” she said, “will you find Lee Scoresby?”

    “Alive or dead, I will find him.”

    “And if you see Serafina Pekkala...”

    “I ell  you did.”

    “thank you, lorek,” she said.

    time. Lyra felt o a kind of trance beyond sleep and ate of conscious dreaming, almost, in y in tars.

    So say somet it to lorek Byrnison, wo a .

    “tracks go on,” said lorek Byrnison. “But I cannot.”

    Lyra jumped doood beside o look. anding at t o say, and made little difference in any case; all t mattered  it plunged doo unfathomable gloom.

    And tracks of Lord Asriels sledge ran to ted snow.

    t train of t, for a crack ran across it close to ttled do or so. It mig t of a c ainly not stand under t of an armored bear.

    And Lord Asriels tracks ran on beyond tain.

    If s on, it would o be by herself.

    Lyra turned to lorek Byrnison.

    “I got to go across,” s knoo  to  all die, o . But if I come back, Ill come and see you to thank you properly, King lorek Byrnison.”

    S it lie tly.

    “Goodbye, Lyra Silvertongue,” he said.

    turned a  on talaimon fleo settle in tep after step sook, and ep ter to run sly and leap for tread as lig and tumbled into ttled do the crack.

    Sood perfectly still. Pantalaimon was crouco leap down and reach for her.

    took anotep, t somettling dorengtire lengto t whoosh behind her.

    Pantalaimons cla.

    After a minute sood and raised o tcood on o acknoain in a s run to s in ttle er and the zeppelin.

    Lyra was alone.