CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
I flung out my right arm and my flaming sword came to life. Its heat did as Will’s had done before, battered back the shadows. This time it was the horrible tendrils that shuddered and shrank before me, dragging my companions with them. I grabbed the hilt of the sword in both hands and swung down hard at those that held Will and the others.
Like his fiery columns before, my sword extended outward several feet and cut through the retreating tendrils. Will dropped to the ground and I hurried over to his side.
He coughed a little but managed to control himself long enough to frown at me. “I told you to run.”
I nodded. “And I did. Right toward you.”
A wry smile slipped onto his lips. “As stubborn as always.” He was interrupted by another cough.
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