Neju waited.
"All of us, children, females, the old, all, must go toward their village, beating drums, crying encouragement. We must show no fear. The god-men will take heart."
Neju stirred.
"They will see that we are not afraid, and they will lose their fear. Together we will turn on the evil demons and destroy them. And you must lead us."
"Leave me," Neju said. "I must think about it."
Neju stood for the hour preceding the heat. The sun moved to a position directly overhead. Then he arose stiffly.
"People!" he called.
The villagers stopped their work. They turned to face him.
"Come to me!" he called.