HAVING PERSONALLY TRAINED CAT, IGNATIUS knew she'd held back. Had she performed the move fully, she would have made a more deliberate twist of the wrist before dealing a blow to his elbow, shattering the joint. Not wasting the opportunity, he shoved to his feet, pulling his sword from its sheath and grabbed the axe from the floor. Cat stood between him and Alek, and beyond Alek stood Yakov, the traitor's eyes on the prize while he fought Alek with care, no offensive strokes, confirming Elena's suspicions to Ignatius.A bit of a pity, he thought, it'd be so much simpler if Yakov killed Alek. Not that Ignatius wouldn't enjoy the task but it would probably take a while to get Cat to warm to him again.Now, how to deal with Cat?Ignatius considered the situation while pacing, watching her mirror his moves. Something obviously prevented her using her gift, perhaps that tile, he mused to himself. That meant Cat only had her fighting skills to rely on. Thinking more on that, he slid the sw
CAT WEPT BENEATH HIM, HER body shaking with sobs and Alek heard the thought echoing in her mind.Too late, I was too late.Sabyn reached Loi and gathered her limp body in his arms, face blank with shock while he sat holding her. Leseach joined him a moment later, carefully checking the girl and Alek found himself tensing with irrational hope. Gredel helped Sabyn to his feet, face grim, and Sabyn cradled Loi's body, chin resting against her head. Awful moans and cries filled the air, the other two girls thrashing on the floor, their eyes rolled back and bodies jerking. Daron and Rumal looked pasty as they crouched beside them, at a loss for what to do.The air near the energy trap started to crackle and Alek sensed her approach. Snatching Cat's face between his hands he whispered urgently to her. 'Cat, we need to get them out of here. She's coming.'Cat's eyes opened, the green startling against the bloodshot whites and she squinted, her voice thick with pain. 'What?''Now! You nee
THE GOUGED OPEN WOUND ON his chest finally healed and Alek struggled to sit up, spotting Cat lying close to the energy trap with Jenviet stalking across the floor. With his energy humming, he reached out via their link. Cat, watch out, she's nearly on you.I know.He watched as she climbed to her feet, still doubled over. Slowly, Cat straightened up and stared defiantly at Jenviet. A dark red glow spread from the centre of her chest. Molten flames moved beneath the pale skin of her throat, spreading over her face and her hair transformed into a mass of flaming tendrils. A moment later and she no longer resembled Cat at all. Now the Fire Elemental stood there, red eyes burning. The form was female but the voice that spoke had no sex, an ancient voice that rumbled through the room.'DeNaga,' it snarled. 'Your desperate desire for power makes you unworthy.'Al.He jolted in surprise at her voice in his mind while he gaped at the fire creature berating Jenviet.Cat?!As soon as I st
THE SIGHT BEFORE HIM CAUSED Rumal to forget the mangled arm hanging at his side for a moment. The shape looked like Kassie but the figure with its back to him glowed a brilliant deep orange gold. The air around the Elemental felt thick and responsive, wrapping around and swirling out. Rumal's syren energy allowed a hint of the ecstatic murmurs of the winds to reach his ears while they swept around Kassie, whispering greetings, and evidently informing her of his presence. The figure jerked around and he watched in awe while the energy dissolved back into her, the golden eyes changing to Kassie's amber green shade.The marked look of horror on her face reminded him of the arm and she rushed forward then stopped short, both hands held back while she examined the damaged limb. Before he could speak she reached up, placing a hand on the shoulder and he felt the warm spread of her gift swell out.They watched the rich gold colour envelop the arm and the visible section of broken, protrudin
'WHY DOES SHE LOOK SO alive?'Leseach turned from watching the elgrids moving along the track near where they sat hidden, to regard Sabyn. He'd asked the question so quietly she wondered if he wanted an answer. The blond man sat on the ground with Loi's body in his arms, his eyes tracing her face. Tomiar lay behind him, her body pressed against his back and head near Loi's, beak touching Sabyn's thigh.Ignoring the question for the current time, Leseach returned to watching the track. They'd managed a very rough landing when the shockwave hit and now hid in the remains of the torched forest, close to the cave entrance. The shockwave laid waste to the valley, ruining it for decades to come, and most of the vegetation had burned, only the higher sections of forestlike where they now sathad survived.'They must have done it,' Leseach said in a low voice when she climbed back down beside Sabyn and Tomiar. 'All her soldiers are leaving, even the rider-less jehyns.'He didn't acknowledge
'OH FUCK! OH GOD, SITO!''Take it easy, Pix! The rocks will still be loose. How close is Kassie?'Daron caught her arm when she made to race to the dragon that lay crushed under a massive rock fall, just part of his tan muzzle and a forearm visible. With a choked sob at the sight of her beautiful boy lying there in agony, Sian shook her head, trying to focus and threw a thought out.Kass! Where are you?Close, we're just trying to spot you.Hurry! Sito's under a mass of rocks, it's awful!Hold on, nearly there.Daron moved cautiously toward the dragon, body tense while he watched the rocks at the top.Sian followed his footsteps and just when she reached him he jolted. 'What?''Nesha's under there too!''Where?''Under Sito, there's not much air. Dammit where are they?' Daron twisted, looking high and Sian moved over to Sito's muzzle, placing a soothing hand on it.'Hold on, honey. We'll have you and Nesha out soon, I promise.''Hurts, friend.' The pitiful reply caused t
STANDING STILL, ALEK WATCHED PHROMA land before him and Gredel slid down.'Alek!' The strawberry blond man's face almost split with a beaming smile and he strode over, enveloping Alek in a bear hug. 'I thought we must have lost you this time! Damn good to see you, friend.'Alek hugged him back feeling an odd mix of emotions but at the very least, joy, for seeing his friend alive and well. When they separated Gredel spotted the body and made a gruff noise in the back of his throat before making the old motion of grief, head bowed and right hand curved, palm up to the sky, wishing the soul a prosperous new life when reborn. Alek showed the necklace while they walked to the group and the two talked about the trip to Benhyll, Phroma making the occasional interjection via Gredel. After ridding Phroma of her armour and fastening Cat well to the saddle, they all set into the air.Within an hour they landed again, discovering Sabyn and Tomiar making their way on foot down the side of the va
THE PATTERING OF RAIN ON Loushka's wing lightened and Cat whimpered. In the dark Alek rolled onto his side, leaning over her and brushed a hand gently across her forehead and hair. Any sound she made wrenched him out of sleep, no matter how deep, and exhaustion combined with worry kept trying to drag him back down. He could feel she still burned hot and he tried again, letting his gold energy smooth over her while gently stroking her hair.'Kitten, love, can you hear me?'She made no obvious response, just the restless smacking of lips and he reached for the damp rag, keeping his energy bright enough to see to wet her lips. She murmured at the touch of the cloth, her closed eyes twitching.He kept dreaming of when she found him in the dark; the joy and terror at seeing her there. The weeks of torture, of being Jenviet's plaything while she experimented with various ways to extract his energy, it all seemed worth it when Cat arrived. He could hear her voice broken with tears and that
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