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That was okay, she decided Who the hell wanted to a live a life such as this, anyway? With all this trauma and despair…
Jade was about to close her eyes again, to sier than this!”
It sounded as though he was across the church, by the steps She even heard Thunder snort and whine The heat cloaking the wraith had dihost had left her Seconds later, she got her answer as she heard —he noent after Davian
Jade had absolute faith in the De’s skill He would prevail Her eyelids dipped It wouldn’t beshe suddenly welcomed
Although… A nagging thought kept her fro to unconsciousness She didn’t kno Michael had fared—whether or not he was seriously wounded from his run-in with the wraith’s horse And what if, by soht fall—and so too would Ryleigh Other villages More humans
So much was at stake, she couldn’t help but force her lids open once h blurry and watery eyes as the fight ensued She silently prayed Morgan would arrive And the slayers They had to have heard her screa the still air
Yet Davian was on his oith the fire wraith, h power behind his swings to back the ghastly apparition into a corner
A hint of relief penetrated the darkness devouring her The king would be fine And the slayers had likely already found Michael If he was hurt, they’d take hie doctor He’d survive She convinced herself of these things, and they provided a small measure of comfort
As she was about to fade away, she saw a fireball similar to the one she’d witnessed earlier in the woods shoot out from the wraith’s mouth As the case had been with her, the blaze exploded at the tip of Davian’s sword and bright red radiated all the way down the shaft, to the handle, which then glowed vibrantly despite its elaborate covering
Davian kept his grip er than she had, and the wraith expelled a second fireball This one proved to be tooHe dropped his sword and let out a low snarl
The fire wraith advanced on hiripped Jade She watched hopelessly as Davian lunged for his weapon, but couldn’t reach it before the wraith got close enough to singe him Davian stumbled backward
Pulling strength froed to sit up She focused all of her energy on—put every single thought into—lifting the sword
She didn’t use her psychokinesis often, but her father had taught her to hone the skill Jade had to push past her pain to concentrate on raising the object No easy feat as excruciating sensations ripped through her, putting one more strain on her body But this was a mental effort, not a physical one She still had control over her h her li
With her gaze on the sword, she made it rise inches from the snow and moved it toward Davian He seemed to keep one
eye on the demon and one on his weapon