“I shouldn’t have cut his bonds.”
“Oh, I think you should have. They were shockingly tight. The circulation was cut off from his hands. Look. They’re all blue. Either those bastards tied them too tightly in the first place or his weight dragged them tighter.”
Rainstorm did as he was asked and stood back quickly. “Right. Are we off?”
Danton could hear the tension in the young woodman’s voice. “Thanks, Rainstorm, for coming.”
Rainstorm nodded briefly, his eyes never leaving the injured man so that he didn’t have to see the wide space he was walking through. “Will he survive, do you think?”
Danton shook his head, “If we can get him back to Tarkyn in time, he might stand a chance. He’s pretty far gone, though.”
Woodman and sorcerer walked together through the orange rays of the setting s
