CHAPTER FIVE
Garrick drove his horse as fast as it would carry him, pushing it to its limit. The landscape whirled by him in a flash. Whatever Laracova had seen, it was terrible enough to urge him to leave immediately. She’d promised her priests would follow quickly. Kelvin had used his power, after knocking him unconscious again, to take him as close as possible to the fortress they’d set out from.
Not knowing what awaited him, he rushed to get there quickly. His people were in danger, she had said. He knew it had something to do with the elves. Had they breached the walls again? He could only guess. The horse was foaming at the mouth. He’d found the beast roaming freely with no rider, yet saddled and ready for battle. It hadn’t shied away when he’d approached it. And so, he took it.
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