The heart of the bridge glowed green with the magic Phelan called down. His heart raced at three times normal speed. Breathing was hard.<\/p>\n
Too much,<\/em> he thought desperately as he slammed his staff into the stomach of one of their attackers, sending it reeling, screaming as it tumbled backwards and away to disappear under the feet of its fellows. I\u2019ve drawn too much. This is unsustainable. I can\u2019t keep this up.<\/em><\/p>\n Seamus cut down another of the Grays as it got too close. Phelan sucked in a breath.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have to fall back,\u201d he gasped to his cousin. \u201cThey\u2019ll just keep coming. We\u2019ll need to make our stand at the warding lines. We\u2019ll have a prayer of turning the tide from there.\u201d<\/p>\n Who sent these little bastards this time?<\/em> Vammatar was dead and her sisters had been using the skinchangers to track him. Who would have sent the Grays?<\/p>\n \u201cGo,\u201d Seamus barked. \u201cI\u2019ll keep holding.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s both or nothing,\u201d Phelan snapped. His limbs were starting to shake. Jac\u2019s going to kill me if I live through this.<\/em><\/p>\n He almost\u2014almost\u2014laughed.<\/p>\n Phelan grasped his cousin\u2019s arm and tugged, earning a snarl.<\/p>\n \u201cPhelan!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDamnation, Seamus, fall back<\/em>.\u201d Phelan risked a glance behind him. The Grays were in the ravines below, too, starting to swarm up the walls. \u201cIf we don\u2019t, they\u2019ll surround us.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe have a choke\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe don\u2019t!\u201d Phelan snapped, wrenching his cousin around by the shoulder and pointing toward the ravine, awash with fog and small gray forms. \u201cRun for the holly. Do it now.\u201d<\/p>\n The sound of Thordin\u2019s battlecry echoed off the trees, sending shivers down Phelan\u2019s spine as he shoved his cousin toward the bushes with all the strength he could muster. Something struck the once-druid\u2019s leg, making it numb as he tried to push off into his own mad dash toward safety.<\/p>\n Phelan crashed to his knees in the snow, swearing.<\/p>\n The Grays swarmed toward him, silent as death.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The heart of the bridge glowed green with the magic Phelan called down. His heart raced at three times normal speed. Breathing was hard. Too much, he thought desperately as he slammed his staff into the stomach of one of … Continue reading