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Then all the great drums of the Mahdi's army thundered out infull-throated challenge and the ombeya trumpets blared. He was very tired, and the cut on his shoulder throbbed. He had only a fleeting glimpse of hisassassin. He knew that they looked upon green orblue eyes as those of the Devil.