“Under the apple trees are fallen branches—use them as spears,” I called out from the boat, feeling as helpless as a child. She didn’t turn back at my words, but her spine stiffened, and she gave a single nod of acknowledgment before she continued down the pier. She dropped her pack along the way, never taking her eyes from her opponents. As if being kept from the fight wasn’t torture enough, I had a perfect view of what was about to unfold. The giant creatures shook off the remaining bits of dust and released thunderous roars that would have set fear into the hearts of the bravest men. Upon Morgan’s approach, the lions stepped forward in front of the troll and lowered their heads aggressively. I reached out with my mind to try to control the animals, hoping there might be something I coul
