Chapter Twelve
Blood and Water
Barlo was painfully alert after their encounter with the drakhal. Every sound and movement seemed to startle him. He and Paige continued to lead the group, trying to find a way out of the seemingly endless caverns. His eyes darted through the shadows, searching for any signs of drakhalu as he walked.
“So a regular wound won’t kill them?” Paige was asking. She had heard tales of the drakhalu, but being faced with the real thing made remembering their weaknesses even more important.
“No,” he said, continuing to keep his guard up. “They’re already dead, you see. They used to be humans—probably ones that lived in the Riverlands when the Khashada took over. Lopping their heads off works well enough, not that you’ll be getting close enough to one to try if I ha
