Kieren had no wish to meet any of the gods, let alone the God of the Underworld. He picked up the pace.
Why did running in his spirit feel just like physical running? Shouldn’t it be easier? He thought as his lungs burned.
Sammael rolled his eyes. It’s because you are here so strongly, he told Kieren.
Then let’s be here not so strongly, Kieren urged his wolf. Sammael chuffed in agreement and ran faster.
They came back to the place they started, among the lost ones. Sammael tore through them like they weren’t even there, and Kieren followed his lead. Every time he braced himself for impact, he ran right through one, and they left a cold feeling that seemed to cling to his bones.
Kieren glanced behind and noticed a dark cloud forming and rolling in, coming towards them. He looked ahea
