S’Kir
Island of the Unseen Gods
HELL.
The only way to describe the pain in my leg.
It burned and throbbed and bled. There was no bliss of unconsciousness for me. I didn’t understand what kind of evil this was tearing my leg apart.
“Kimber?”
That was Drez’s voice.
I snapped my eyes open and saw I was on a litter and being loaded onto a buckboard. I found Drez as well as Jallina standing over me.
“What happened? What did they do to my leg?”
“Dorian said you were shot,” Roran answered as he climbed on board with me
“Shot? With an arrow?”
“No.” Drez climbed on the back and walked to the driver’s seat where he helped Jallina up. “No arrows. Master Dorian called it a hand cannon.”
Drez swatted the horses into motion.
“Rilen!” I exclaimed, realizing he wasn’t there.
“He went back to help Dorian,” Jallina said.
I settled, but another round of horrible pain ripped through my leg as Drez hit a bump. I yelped.
“Hang on,” Drez said. “The best healer in S’Kir is waiting for us at the temple.”
Roran glanced at the two driving the buckboard. “Who?”
“Doctor Symi, of course,” Jallina said.
I glanced out from the buckboard as the city passed by. Through the pain, I could see parts were ripped apart, left in rubble, and smoldering from fires. I wanted to ask so many questions, but I couldn’t get them out through my clenched teeth.
“Drez…” Jallina’s worried voice drifted to me.
“I see it.” He tossed a look back at us. “Hang on. I’m sorry, but this is going to jostle you.
The horse swerved left. I slipped across the wood and hit the side of the carriage, and had to brace with my good leg to keep from flying off the back through the open gate.
“What the hell!” Roran snapped and grabbed the gate to slam it closed. “This isn’t the way to the temple.”
“No, but we can’t go that way. We have to go around and use the back entrance,” Jallina said. “There was a group of marauders holding a cross street.”
I looked at Roran who asked the question. “Marauders?”
Drez shook his head. “Later. We have to get to Doctor Symi.”
I didn’t argue. I was starting to feel dizzy and foggy from the pain. I tucked myself into the corner and pulled the blanket around me.
Roran studied me. “Are you cold,ilati?”
I nodded. Roran lay down next to me and moved inside the blanket.
