A shard of blue gleaming light glared at him, just beyond Fahymari’s shoulder, calling him to it. Dhusskaull squinted in response, his hand flew to cover his brow just slightly, enough to be sure that what was beyond her wasn’t a trick, that he wasn’t being sent to the sl^ughter.
As he approached, the light fluttered, losing its strength only to regain it and drop again.
Whatever this was, he thought, he was losing it. He felt the way his lips pressed into a thin line the moment he decided to go for it. If he was blown to bits by one of these elementals, he swore on his afterlife that he would be back for all of them, and by no means was a barbarian’s death wish something to overlook.
Dhusskaull threw caution to the wind, dropped his shoulder coolly as he marched over to it and snatch
