His sprint through the city was a blur. Koshmarnyk used all the strength and endurance he had to make it to the Towers as quickly as possible. All he would remember from this run was the magic emanating from the stones in his body, pumping power into his muscles, and the startled faces of a few Kaighalans as he passed them at a speed no human should go. Thankfully, most people were either at the walls or sheltering, so there weren’t too many witnesses for his enhanced abilities.
When he reached the Towers, the barrier was already wavering. Ervan had had enough time to figure out the alteration Koshmarnyk made to the device, and arriving too late was what he had expected. That was why when the guards told him that Ervan hadn’t left yet, he allowed himself a glimmer of hope. He’d catch the
