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Category Archives: Chapter 25
“Excalibur is real.” Wat said, tone dripping disbelief. He glanced at Kes and Gray, his expression clearly indicating that he thought Aoife was completely off her nut—that he’d finally, truly come to that decision after giving her the benefit … Continue reading
The horse surged forward, hooves pounding against the cold turf and half-melted snow. All Cameron could hear was his heartbeat pounding in his ears. All he could see was the firbolg, its eyes widening as he closed on it. … Continue reading
The ground beneath their feet vibrated with its footsteps, growing worse as it came closer, came quicker. He could see it now, big and sickly green and ugly enough to turn the stomach. He knew this one. … Continue reading
Phelan’s fingers flexed around the wood in his hands as he drove the butt of his staff into the chill-hardened earth in front of him at the heart of the gap in the walls. They’d make their stand here … Continue reading
His stomach rode some kind of awful roller coaster as he and Thordin urged the horses into a trot, then a gallop, heading for their unknown destination. He felt Neve wince every time the horse’s movements were particularly jarring … Continue reading
“Thank every power that is or was that we’re clear of all that,” Neve muttered for the fifth or sixth time since they’d cleared the outskirts of the devastated city that had once been the second largest in the … Continue reading
As Aoife left the room to round up Gray, Kes, and Wat, Terézia sank back down into her chair before the desk and her small scrying mirror. She took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, staring blankly at … Continue reading