Wind howled in Fyertash’s ears, but even its noise, so unfamiliar in comparison to his home world, couldn’t drown out the beating of his own heart. After decades of careful planning and ensuring nobody ever suspected him of anything, his instincts rebelled against open actions and putting himself in danger. When he threw his lot in with Veranesh, he had hoped to find an ally in a yalari perhaps even more determined than he… but in his wildest plans he didn’t expect they would have to face the Four. Even thinking about them made his skin crawl, and he smiled. Down below him, a mere human pactee was making her plans to stand against them, and it wasn’t foolishness that fueled her composure. In a way, they were similar, both not powerful enough face their enemies without concern but trying no
