Behind her Jair’s wagon rumbled over a ridge, leading the rest of their horses behind it. Byn led them on, hunched over with his arms out. His eyes were feral, and he kept his nose close to the ground. He tracked the gnarls that had taken the others by smell alone, though ...
She kept Calun in the saddle ahead of her. Though he seemed sufficiently cowed, letting her guard down for even a moment could get her killed. Even if one could not kill a davenger, if one killed the person controlling it the demon would run off. Davengers were stupid like...
