he 's covered with a woodcraftmg and headed for the gates `` she pointed at a flickering over at one side of the courtyard , hardly visible behind the struggling legionares with their backs to the gate `` i see him , '' pirellus replied he glanced down at amara and said , `` the steadholder exhausted himself with that woodcrafting good luck `` then he rose and stalked out into din and whirl and scream of the fight in the courtyard amara looked behind her to find bernard sitting where she had left him , his eyes open but not focused , his chest heaving with labored breaths she went to his side and took her canteen from her belt , pressing it against his hands .