3
Lianna
Walker and I stumble out of his portal and onto a snow-covered plateau high up on a mountainside. A thin layer of clouds hovers below us. The air is crisp, ice-cold, and stings my lungs with every breath. I start to walk forward, but Walker grabs my upper arm.
“Watch out.” He points to the ground.
I look down and yow, that was close. I almost stumbled into a deep crevasse. This small clearing is riddled with them. I’m not an elemental, so falling down one of these would’ve killed me.
“Thanks, Walker.”
“All in a day’s work,” he says with a smile. “This way.”
Taking far more cautious steps, I follow Walker toward what looks like a sheet of frozen ice. After all my years of training, I can tell elemental magic a mile away. This thing is no icefall; it’s an elemental shield, a
