CHAPTER 16
“Take cover!” Mykal held his staff horizontally, which made running easier. He knew there weren’t many places for hiding.
The arrow came from behind them, and possibly from above. He fought the urge to look back. Once safely out of a line of fire, he’d be in a better position to see what was what. It wasn’t himself he was worried about.
Blodwyn pushed Gembert and Geneva in front of him. They made their way toward a crevasse.
More arrows were loosed. They flew fast, and silent, but not true. The wind must have impeded the archer’s aim.
Geneva went down.
Mykal thought she’d been struck.
He reached them just as Blodwyn was lifting her back up onto her feet.
The cloaks they wore were made from shredded dragon scales. The plates were not impregnable, but should stop the broad
