“What’s going on?” Elysia asked, as if from the depths of the frozen lake.
“The Huntress is in danger.”
And I was thousands of miles away.
Chapter 46
Allie
Just as the grappling bodies tumbled out of view, the spear glinted as it slashed through the air a breath away from Dax’s head.
I was too far.
My arrow wouldn’t be fast enough.
My entire being spiraled into that blade as everything else melted and slowed.
A scream already tore through my throat as another blade appeared at the edges of my vision, slashing the spear in two.
The world rushed back into view as Vylkor’s broadsword finished its mighty arc through the air.
“Run, outsider!” Vylkor roared and jerked the net off Dax with such strain, his hand trembled from the effort.
Tears stung the corners of my eyes as Dax jumped back to his feet, frazzled, but alive.
He didn’t even manage a quip as his gaze rushed around him.
Vylkor swung his broadsword with renewed fervor. The Northerner dropped what remained of his barbed spear and fled between the other soldiers.
Four more took his place, charging at Vylkor.
My arrow took down one.
Dax grappled one.
Vylkor slashed through the other two.
War was always ugly.
I allowed myself one last glance at Dax, took a deep breath that did nothing to quiet my trembling heart, and turned back to the wall.
A dozen Northern fighters rappelled against the ice.
Three warriors close by noticed me and surrounded my back, protecting me.
“Thank you!” I yelled and launched another arrow, cutting off one of the ropes.
Again, another one took its place.
Nine arrows.
The glare of the ice blurred my already hazy vision.
The next two arrows missed their mark.
One of the descending soldiers barked a laugh that echoed through the crater.
“Come on, Vegheara,” I whispered.
