"They're out there. Huge, fierce beings. Each one looks like a shimmering rock. Their arms are wider than our heads. Their feet are the size of boulders. They aren't fast, but they are strong. Our only chance is to outrun them before they shoot us."He’d studied them for years. He knew of two types of dragzhi, but this was the first he’d seen either with his own eyes.Rell looked over her shoulder to where she'd found the drops of blood.Torsten grabbed her arms, forcing the pink-haired girl to face him. "Renata did what she could to save us. She was coming back for us, just as she promised. We have to assume Leila and Andessa made it somewhere safe. If two out of the three made it, then we can, too."Rell nodded, her eyes wide but her chin resolute. Torsten knew she had the fortitude to get through the mobs of dragzhi. She'd proven stronger than he had at times."I'd rather get past them undetected, if possible." Torsten dropped his hands from her shoulders. "The less commotion we cause, the more likely we are to make it to the tower alive.""If we need protection, I can make some fire." Rell threw her shoulders back, standing straighter."It's a plan," Torsten said.
