IT NEARLY FELT LIKE YOU never woke, Sian decided. Going to sleep in the cold dark, waking in the cold dark, and then the day spent walking and climbing in the cold dark. The only thing that improved today's walk was the intoxicating scent and energy of fresh water flowing beneath their feet, and no one but she and Loi knew.And Loi only knows because the plants told her, Sian thought smugly, enjoying feeling in touch with her element once more. Somewhere ahead of them that lovely fresh water pooled and their goal today of reaching that underground lake made Sian want to race there now. Maybe it'll be warm, she thought hopefully.'You're quiet, Pix?'Daron paused by the entrance to a narrow tunnel while Nesha climbed through and he watched Sian with questioning eyes.'Thinking of the lake. And fresh air.''That will be nice,' Daron agreed before giving her a wink and turning to follow Nesha.'You want to get out the caves?' Sito sounded surprised.Sian twisted and found the drago
CATHERINE FROWNED AT LOUSHKA WHILE they communed and Ignatius waited, feeling quite flattered that she thought he looked so young.'What do you mean I'm not human?!' Catherine suddenly shrieked, startling both him and one of the centaurs who'd come to see why they weren't moving. Loushka cocked her head, the quizzical expression making her look ridiculous.'You're an Elemental, Catherine,' Ignatius pointed out.At the same time, she mumbled, 'Oh,' with a sheepish glance at the griffon.'Can we keep moving while we talk?' Ignatius asked and offered his arm. Catherine took it, her eyes distant and face pensive while he led her through the final part of the tunnel.'How long will I live for?'The tremulous tone surprised him and Ignatius looked down to see her chin wobble. She stared at him with a desperate expression.'I don't know. Gifted creatures can have three or four times the normal lifespan but as far as I know no Elemental lived long with the DeNaga's around. Hence the nee
THE GRIFFON EYED HIM DISAPPROVINGLY then turned and sauntered off. Ignatius waited a moment before turning to Catherine who watched the griffon in amusement.'All okay?'She glanced up, eyes bright with a hint of laughter. 'Indeed.'He motioned for her to continue and seizing the torch he'd dropped over the ledge before climbing down, he followed.Darkness didn't bother him; after so many years working in all manner of places the caves weren't that unusual, but the utter absence of life unnerved him a little. It made a man inclined to see things in the shadows. It also made watching Catherine walk ahead of him, an absolute pleasure. A thing of beauty, he thought, eyes fixed on the swing of her hips. She kept both hands lit to light her way, a palm at her side and one held aloft and the fire only enhanced her, glinting off the chainmail suit that hugged her figure.Little wonder the griffon doesn't like you, observed the caustic voice in his mind. Ignatius shrugged the thought off.
WHAT IS THAT? SIAN THOUGHT to Kassie while showing Sito the image. The knowledge that one of their team had been killed, horrified her. The dragon stopped in his tracks at the image.'Food?''I don't know,' Sian thought, mind spinning at the sudden events. 'Is it food?''Show me again.'She replayed the image of the bizarre kraken-like creature. Sito let loose a bellow of excitement making all those close leap back.'Sian!' Daron yelled. 'What's happening?''FOOD!' Sito's excited thought flashed through everyone's mind then he charged. Sian clung tight to his leg.'Sito! Slow down, take it easy!''Food! Food! Food!'Wrapping her hands and energy around Sito's foreleg, Sian pressed her head to the armour and hoped they'd get there in time.GOBLINS, CENTAURS, AND THE SHOCKED, angry looking Nyjens all pressed against the sides of the tunnel to avoid the dragon's hasty exit. Daron coughed at the dust kicked up by the apparently ravenous dragon while finding out what had the Nyj
'WOW,' SAID KASSIE FROM BESIDE Ignatius and me, breaking the silence.I nodded then grimaced and wiped the splattered blood from my face. 'Ewww.'No one moved at first, the silence feeling shockingly loud after all the commotion and I couldn't help looking at the body of the Nyjen, lying against a wall. Then the other Nyjens moved to the body and everyone else politely ignored them while we moved through to the next chamber at Loi's suggestion. Sito and the griffons stayed behind to dine on the creature's remains and I felt Sian's energy ring out when she healed Daron's arm. Reminded of that, I joined Leseach on her rounds to see who else needed healing.The men around me still appeared tense and when Ignatius appeared at my side I softly asked, 'Is there still a threat?'The soldiers and allies all cast suspicious looks into the alcoves and entrances while we walked to the next cave.'If a dynahck can survive in that lake then other creatures live here too,' Ignatius explained wh
DARON HEARD THE STRANGE CHOKED scream and moved without thinking. Snatching an axe from the ground he bolted toward the sound while the other three girls flared bright. Sian shoved out through a tiny entrance in the wall, screaming and shaking. Daron stopped short, gaping, his brain not making sense of the angry red creatures swarming over her. She wheeled and leaped about, trying to dislodge the things and one leaped off her, landing on his arm. The spider bit into the chainmail, unable to reach him and stuck to his arm. Using the back of the axe he scraped it off, flicking it to the ground and slammed his boot down, crushing it. A sharp whistle pierced the air and a flurry of small red and black bodies flashed past Daron.'Get them off! Get them off!' Sian shrieked, dancing all over the place while the Halenine fae plucked the spiders off one by one, biting or stinging them, then dropped the corpses in a growing pile.A muffled gasp made Daron twist and he saw Kassie, Cat, and Loi,
RUMAL WOKE HER IN THE morning and Kassie groaned when she sat up.'Those bedrolls really aren't thick enough,' she grumbled.'There isn't thick enough when you sleep on rocks,' Rumal said, already dressed. He offered a mug of nellor and even better, a kiss. Kassie ignored the nellor, leaving Rumal to hold it while she ran her hands over the rough stubble on his jaw and savoured his lips. 'Mmmmmm.'He smiled and offered her the mug again when they separated. 'Here, take this and go sit with Cat. I'll finish packing.'She accepted the mug but reached for his face again and smiled when those gold eyes whirled, the darkness of the caves making them more prominent than ever.Rumal dropped a quick kiss to her forehead. 'Go on, love. We're leaving shortly.'Picking her way across the rocky floor Kassie joined Cat who sat watching the soldiers packing gear onto the griffons and Sito.'Morning.'Cat twisted and smiled with warm eyes.'Morning, Kass.'Having a seat beside her on the ro
IT ALMOST MADE ME WISH to be in a tunnel again, as much as I wanted open space, I didn't want it underground. The sheer vastness of this cave with the dense blackness everywhere gave me the creeps. I didn't notice so many rock formations either, emphasizing the sense of being in an excessively large room. I listened to Rumal and Kassie chatting and watched the pretty gold lights Kassie danced around us. A brief flash of white made me pause, staring hard at a light that danced a fair distance out on our left. Nothing else caught the light and I shrugged to myself, assuming it was a light-coloured rock. With the surface so much closer some of the smaller tunnels led to it and the occasional brief glimpse of a breeze drifted past, creating the illusion of the cave breathing. I shivered at the thought, unable to help it.'What's wrong?'I glanced over, surprised to find Kassie watching me.'Just the big open pitch-black space creeping me out. That's all.' I winked at her.Kassie nodded
Paiga gasped and Mila stiffened. A glimmer of annoyance flashed in Mama's eyes before she reached for Luca.'Yes, they have. But we won't. We're tied together. We will go in together and come out. You have to trust in us Luca. We need your energy too, please keep the right thoughts in your mind.'Luca swallowed, throat convulsing. He nodded. 'Yes, Aunty Dan'iss.''Listen up everyone!'Uncle Harlon's shout made Mila jolt.'Hush, Mila,' Papa joggled her in the sling. 'You're going to be fine, I'm right here.' He wrapped his arms around her. Heart pounding with nerves, Mila pressed her cheek to Papa's chest, listening as Uncle Harlon gave the instructions.A glimmer of eyes appeared by Papa and a moment later she felt the brief touch of Ery's hand to her head.'Bye Ery,' she whispered. The air within the cave started to hum with energy, all the adults calling theirs up. It made the space warm and comforting. Mila started to doze off.'Hold on,' Uncle Harlon called out. 'Here we
The conversation seemed easy after that.Ery showed the girls' how to swallow the worms whole. Mila screwed her nose up, grabbing her arms and shaking her head. 'No, no, no!'Paiga tried it. With a grimace, both Mila and Ery watching close, she plucked a wriggling worm up then dropped it in her mouth. Her eyes squeezed shut as she gulped the worm down in one swallow.She opened her eyes and stared at Mila and Ery. 'It tasted good!''Really?''Yes, sweet.'Mila shook her head when Ery offered her the last one, motioning it to her. 'No, you have it.' The mushrooms were yum, and the sparks continued as you swallowed it. It was impressive on Ery with her fine almost translucent skin. Mila and Paiga gasped as the sparks flashed in her throat before another dim flash in her tummy. It made all three of them laugh, the two girls giggling away while Ery coughed her laughter.Next was the flesh and berries. Ery showed them how to peel a piece of flesh away from the main then mush the be
When the group came across a river, they stopped. After a careful taste test, dipping a crystal necklace in to check the quality, everyone was allowed to drink.Mila and Paiga wrinkled their noses at the odd smell. Like a cup of nellor left out for too long.'It won't hurt you, girls,' Papa said with a smile as he squatted to scoop water to his mouth. 'Drink up.'The two girls' sipped water from their cupped hands, giggling as it spilled out. The adults conversed as the two of them had fun flicking water at each other.An odd sound like a cough made Mila look up, Paiga too.Both girls gasped, stumbling back from the river.'Mila? What's wro-' Mama broke off as she looked up too.Uncle Harlon made a funning clicking noise.The strange looking person that clung to the ceiling with three others responded with clicks and whistles.Mama beckoned Mila and Paiga, and the two girls scampered to her side.'Mama, who are they?' Mila whispered, Paiga crowding close to hear the answer.
With that entertainment gone, Mila went back to focusing on her feet. Pull one knee high while keeping balance and drop it. Each step seemed to make her head go lower. But she kept going, with Mama and Papa pulling her along. Finally, after what felt like hours and hours, Uncle Gydon said they could stop.'Take your rest, I'll be waking you in an hour to keep guard,' he motioned an uncle. 'Then you take an hour watch and wake the next. You get five hours rest. Make the most of it.'Papa and Mama and several other adults had bags with clothing. It all got pulled out and spread around the group, trying to provide a little warmth and comfort. Mila curled up between her parents, her head against Papa's chest. It seemed so cold and strange she didn't think she could sleep.Then she closed her eyes.'Mila, lovey, wake up.'Mila stirred at Mama's voice and the gentle touch of her hand on her back. She sat up with a jaw-splitting yawn. Blinking, she peered around in confusion.'Mama, a
The air smelled cold, and something else, something Mila found familiar but out of place.'Mama,' she whispered. 'What's that smell?''What smell, lovey?''It smells like,' Mila paused, considering. 'It smells like the kitchen, when cook has fresh rabbits.'Mama didn't say anything but she looked at Papa.'I smell it,' said another voice from within the circle.'Me too.''Carrion?''Perhaps. The scent will carry when the air is still.'Not understanding what "carrion" meant, but glad that the adults appeared to have solved the smell, Mila relaxed a little, nose wrinkling at the sharp edge of that scent.Minutes ticked by as they covered good ground.'We're close,' said the man leading them. A screech flashed past overhead, the group twisting, following the sound.A man shouted.Mila's head snapped in the direction of the shout, just in time to glimpse the man's boots vanishing as something, something with enormous black wings, snatched him up!Shrieks of terror rang out
Everyone moved. It surprised Mila how many people were here, but so many seemed to be missing too. Mama took her hand. On her other side was her younger cousin Paiga. Normally she annoyed Mila, with all the questions she asked, but the scared expression in her eyes reminded Mila of Addy. She offered her other hand to Paiga, who took it with a tentative smile.The group began to walk.Mila hadn't realized until now how tired she was. She stumbled over the riverbed the rocks stubbing her toes as she held Paiga and Mama's hands. It made tears run down her cheeks, but she didn't stop. On and on, picking her feet up, tripping, Mama's hand stopping her from falling. Paiga tripped and Mila managed to hold her arm high enough to stop her cousin from hitting the stones.'Thanks, Mila,' Paiga sounded like she felt. Ready to cry. So very tired.Around them the adults talked. Mila listened.'Where do we go?''The hidden caves. We can keep underground nearly all the way to the coast.''The
Papa's energy sparked in alarm then Mama's too. Mila twisted to stare back at the way the sounds came from and spotted a bobbing light. Torch light.Mama and Papa kept low and began to move again, almost crawling. Mila crunched up against Papa's back, squinting at first then kept her head down to avoid the lower branches.The sounds of those approaching grew. Papa moved faster, Mama right behind. They scooted up higher, scrambling, and tucked against cold stone. Not a moment later the torches bobbed past, following the track they'd been on.The bobbing lights moved closer then away, and closer again. The voices, questioning but too quiet to make out the words, sounded near.Crouched against the narrow stone ledge, Papa and Mama held hands. The soft touch of their energy surrounded all three of them.The bobbing lights came closer, close enough that Mila saw the faces of those who held them. Five DeNaga men, armed with swords, axes, and clubs.Mila shivered at the sight of the
Now the puzzle looked a third smaller than when she'd stared, but instead of one beginning point to work from there were three. She regarded the three pieces while chewing on the inside of her cheek. Two circular and one rectangle. The rectangle had a large circular opening, about the size of the smaller circle. Mila focused on the larger circle and turned it around, looking for the switch. It looked different to the previous circles she'd worked with, the markings running out from the centre like a starburst. One line caught her eye. With a finger Mila traced down it then jolted when something clicked. She froze. Heart pounding in her ears, she watched the circle break apart, opening at all the lines of the starburst. With another click it moved into motion, each piece folding down on itself and merging with the next. A moment later a tiny gold ball like had been in the first puzzle piece hung before her eyes.Excitement ran through Mila when she realized how the pieces went togeth
An array of squeals, bells, rattles and shrieks rang out. Face white Papa reached for them as something flashed out from amongst the lock trap, winding around his leg, wrenching him off his feet as it wound back in the blink of an eye.Mama gripped Mila tighter, her voice breaking on a note of despair, 'ZAYCK!'In the centre of the ceiling held by his ankles, hung Papa.Mama's energy holding Mila clutched even tighter as Mama set her on the ground then stood and reached out with both hands toward the lock, her energy glowing. Mila stared, waiting to see what happened.Mama stretched her energy out, probing gently.It touched the first puzzle piece. A clattering of chimes and screeches rang out, sparks flying.In the centre of the room, jerking like a fish caught on a line, Papa made an awful shriek.Mila dropped, hugging her knees to her forehead, stomach and mind sick from that sound.Papa was the bravest, strongest man in the world.He couldn't be caught, be hurting.Who wo