“Look into my eyes if you find comfort there, for if you panic we are both lost.”Ĭefiz sucked in a deep breath and tried to steady himself. “Don’t look down and don’t struggle” said the assassin firmly. The Windrider stood with her feet barely resting on the smooth, granite surface.Ĭefiz quickly complied as the Ulrog pack howled in rage and rushed toward the pair.
Suddenly, powerful arms enveloped Cefiz from behind, pivoting him toward the cliff’s edge. The pack halted, seemingly unsure about their decision to rush him. “He doesn’t see her!”Ĭefiz struggled with confusion. The soaring black figure rounded and hurtled toward the Guardsman. “If he faces a full pack,” said Ader slowly.
As if in response to Granu’s comment the moonlight caught the edges of Cefiz’s sabers and they flashed to the group below. “He has discarded the crossbow.” growled Granu. The Guardsman raised his blades and faced the charging Ulrog. With luck he still might take one or two with him. Ten yards gave Cefiz no time to reload the weapon so he discarded it and drew his sabers. The bolt found the proper target, but before the Guardsman could reload, the remaining Ulrog shoved their comrade’s body aside and lumbered foward. Finally, a Hackle exposed too much of himself beyond the protection of the boulders and the Zodrian shot. The Windrider continued in a long slow circle out and above the cliff.Ĭefiz was surprised the Ulrog waited this long. “His back is to the river and he has a crossbow raised in defense!” stated Eidyn. Another figure stood in almost the exact location from which the Windrider leapt. Kael’s sharp eyes focused on the cliff once more.
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