KAEL’S POV
Between the two of us, pain was all I could feel now and with it alone I ran out of the inn. Beside me, Riven held Lena between us and her weight barely registered, even in our pain, because the fear powered us with strength we had no right to wield. Ash was roaring with anger behind us as he tried to recuperate from whatever powerful attack Lena had used on him.
“Harder,” I gasped, knowing she couldn’t go any harder but it had to be said. "We need to move faster."
“I'm aware,” Riven panted, his face pinched with pain of his broken ribs. “But: But we are running on empty, Kael. All of us."
He was right. Lena could barely shamble, her legs gave out every couple of steps and we essentially carried her. She was breathing hard, and I could see the blood on her shredded clothes—
