Gelan pushed the carcass off his clanmate and stood over Krijero, ready to fight on. But the Tragooms had all suddenly disappeared, save the one Wynhod was happily beheading. Seven corpses lay around their little group.
The attacking force had seemed huge, numbering at least two dozen. Where had they gone?
Krijero shoved him aside as he sat up. Gelan joined Wynhod in scanning the trees surrounding them, sure another offensive was going to be launched at any moment. But Krijero’s horrified cry stole his attention.
Gelan’s blood ran cold at as the Imdiko screamed, “Where’s Dani?”
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