The courtyard was a bloodbath of heavy smoke,fires, and rain slicked granite.
Gideon in his massive silver grey wolf form was an unstoppable force, slamming a giant Silverfang enforcer through the wooden railing of the balcony before spinning to snap another attacker's jaws. I moved right beneath his massive shadow, my silver daggers flashing in the dark. I ducked a wild swing from a heavy broadsword, drove my blade straight up through a guard's leather collar, and kicked his body into the advancing line.
“Lyra.The ballroom.” Gideon’s voice slammed directly into my mind through the link, heavy and frantic. “Silas is retreating into the lower levels.He’s taking Elder Vane.”
I snapped my head toward the shattered stone archway of the lodge. Through the billowing smoke, I caught sight of S
