Chapter 22With Jim striding ahead of him, alert for anything physical that might prove dangerous to them, Emrys cast out his senses for anything unseen. The nearer they got to where they’d been told the airship would be, the more Emrys felt uneasy.
“Are you all right?” Jim asked, looking over his shoulder.
“Yes, but there’s something evil out there. I can almost taste its malignancy. Man is its prey, and its hunger grows.” Emrys shuddered. “I have no name for it.”
“And we need to face it?” Jim asked, stopping while Emrys caught up to him.
“Yes. We do. Not just for Patrick and those he’s come to care for. If this thing continues to flourish, its evil won’t stay contained here. I think Jabez has been cultivating it. In ways I don’t wish to speak of.”
“No need.” Jim leaned in, and Emrys
