“Stop right here,” said Montauk. He pulled from a pouch a long thin strip of fabric. Holding it up, he pushed it toward Liam’s face. Liam pulled away. “What do you think you’re doing?” “What does it look like I’m doing?” replied Montauk. “I’m blindfolding you.” “Montauk, what’s with you? I’ve bee...
One more shift of the city watch and the sun would begin to rise, filling the void left by the moon’s departure. But until then, darkness ruled. Two half-ores, concealed by the magic woven into their armor, climbed the sheer wall of Klarsamryn. They moved slowly, silently. There were far too many...
