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Ardeth waited for a whole day near the tomb, and the following sunset not having seen anything suspicious he decide to return there and try to figure things out. When he arrived at the place. . . it had disappeared. Again. * It must be under the sand. But how did it get there? * Ardeth wondered. He spoke again the phrase which has opened the place last time but. . . Nothing happened. He repeated in twice in louder voice but there was no result. Ardeth felt lost for a moment, realizing that he had failed. He had given hope to his people when he left. No he would prove them wrong, disappoint them and the danger of the lioness was always there, undefeatable.* No. This can not happen. There must be a solution to this! * Ardeth thought almost in despair. * If I give up, then we really are lost. But until then there is some hope. * He drew a long breath and moved to his horse. Maybe there was a result but he had not realized it. He mounted and directed the horse towards the east. A brief though "where am I going?" crossed his mind but he dismissed it. He was going to find their enemy.
The wind has started blowing strongly, and sand was soon everyone, slapping Ardeth's face like a million tiny hands. Ardeth closed his eyes as much as possible and covered his mouth and nose with a cloth. It wasn't too bad. At least it was a wind which didn't prevent you from traveling. At least when you were used to it. The problem was that finding your way was much more difficult. Ardeth dismounted and covered his horse face too, so that it would stay calm and moved on. Soon the wind grew weaker and Ardeth was able to remove the cloth and mount again. The sand, which was hovering in clouds up to then, started to settle down and now Ardeth was able to see properly in front of him. Shining in the last feeble dust clouds stood a huge figure wagging nervously it's tail like an angry cat.