ic wasn't sure if it was the weather or j
ak much. Neit
he Emberblade stayed at Aric's side, humming low like it was half-asleep.
morning, as they sat near a half-dead fire. H
ut how to live with a sword that n
little. "You didn
fire. It's what I felt when I used it. It wasn't just h
ll feel worse before you feel b
ncoura
up," Maelis said, tone dry.
, and the wind picked up. There was something in the air-restl
dday, Ari
now. Fresh. Too big for wo
eli
ee '
er the woods. The prints led off the t
Not even danger. It was the flame. It surged with
en-the
rees. Tall. Hooded. Eyes glowing fain
born.
his sword, but Maeli
t y
wai
voice was like wind through dead leaves.
s warned. "He's n
d soon... he will
st. It wasn't screaming this
e fast.
the snow, blades clashing, breath fogging the air with each
w the
g up the forest. But it wasn't clean fir
ting in the blaze. The snow sizzled. Trees h
t was over
t still lingeri
l, blade still glowing faintly. His han
him. Blood on his slee
didn't you?" h
wasn't just pow
sed. But it doesn't care
in the blade. For a second, he