Chapter EighteenNyla had never been happier than when Vaxi and Bika pulled Kelia from the dank pit that had been her prison. The two huntresses laid her gently on the ground before giving Maeve a hand up as well. They were all exhausted, emotionally and physically, but it had been worth it.
Maeve wasted no time shedding the ropes and kneeling down beside Kelia. She retrieved the Stone from its pouch and laid it on Kelia's stomach. Then Maeve moved Kelia's hands so that they clasped the Stone.
Lyala ran forward, kneeling on Kelia's other side. “She lives, Protectress?”
“Yes,” Maeve said. “But she's very weak. Let's heal her together.”
Lyala nodded, placing one hand over Kelia's heart and the other on her forehead. Maeve placed her own hands over Kelia's.
Nyla felt her breath quicken. S
