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I didn’t like his choice, but I respected it

Taed andhi ht be valuable as an incentive to get those shaers with a ot closer to the cell block, one of Tahts out An unconscious Rudra Muralin wouldn’t ruin a perfectly good plan by telling his shamans to attack It’s been e inspired irl screamed in pure terror She was about to die and knew it

"Katelyn!" Piaras bolted into the dark

I swore and took off after hih hands yanked me back I twisted and elbowed hihred’s power seethed between us I told the Saghred to shut the hell up, and glared at Ta es pushed past oing Any Khrynsani shah’Sceadu didn’t have eyes and they didn’t need thehred flared in response

My response was to jerk away froht I did I lobe into existence

"Keep hi Rudra Muralin

I ran after Piaras, Taht on one down the crapper along with Plan B

The bottom dropped out of the temperature; I could see Tam, my breath, and little else The air thickened with Khrynsani ic of the blackest kind, the kind that created and controlled Magh’Sceadu The air was hazy with it, disorienting my sense of direction even more

From somewhere ahead of us came shouts in Goblin, curses, and spells

Above it all was Piaras’s voice Sharp, staccato, piercing Paralyzing I didn’t know if he was aih’Sceadu, or both

We ran into the cell block and straight into a nighth’Sceadu, Khrynsani shamans--and every last one of them focused on Piaras and Katelyn

Piaras had his back to the bars of one of four cells, one arht four Khrynsani sha the the spell, taking no chances that one of them could escape He kneere there, but he didn’t dare take his eyes from the immobile shamans His eyes ith fear, but he controlled his voice and held the spellsong

For now

Ten shaot them there before Piaras nailed his first note Good neas they were ignoring Piaras; bad nee now had their undivided attention

But those ten Khrynsani shalided patiently not five feet in front of Piaras His voicethe anticipation It was tall and hulking, aloblins were made of black ink The cell next to Piaras had been thickly warded Now those wards were open in a thin line fro out of the cell one at a ti horror Tere already loose in the cell block; more shapes flowed restlessly in the shadows inside the cell, waiting their turn to escape

A sha a single Magh’Sceadu slowly back toward the cell As he did, a third Magh’Sceadu oozed out of the slit in the ward, a fourth right behind hi his ay too slowly and far too late

One of the paralyzed Khrynsani shah’Sceadu flowed into, through, and over hi behind The other three paralyzed shah’Sceadu would take the easy prey first, feeding and strengthening

Then they’d be ready for a challenge They’d coot abehind his back and relieving hiers They probably wouldn’t doa Benares, I wanted steel in my hands

Tam pulled a short, curved sword and tossed it to Talon The kid expertly caught it and grinned

"Protect yourself," Tam told him