The woods came alive with Indian and Ankhourian warriors on horseback. They came in at a fast pace, swords drawn, and the sound of war cries filled the frigid air. They did not slow down as they raced past the small group of humans being chased and charged into the demon horde.
“Okay,” Kybil said. “Let’s go.”
The door to the Dak tree opened automatically. “No steps!” Drago said as he flew up the steps and out the door.
No stepsMac and Sirel were right behind him as they raced outside. Mac was not surprised to see that everyone had followed him to join in the fracas. His amulet was bright and hot against his skin.
“Doc! Maaleah!” Kybil turned and shouted at them. “Get back inside!” They started to protest when he yelled again, “Now!”
Reluctantly, Doc, and Maaleah turned and he
