Chapter Seven
Kordon cursed under his breath as he heard Mohan’s softly spoken words. He flicked a glance at Bran and Cooraan who were coming up on each side of Gracie. Mohan was between him and Gracie. Quan gave a sharp nod. He would take care of Mohan.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as Gracie said good-bye. Kordon rushed forward as Quan grabbed Mohan, who let out a sharp cry of denial as Gracie stepped backward into open space. Cooraan and Bran each grabbed for Kordon’s ankles as he flung himself over the edge after Gracie.
Kordon closed his hands around Gracie’s slender wrists, wincing when he heard her cry out in pain at the crushing force of his grip. He trusted Cooraan and Bran to make sure he did not fall any further. Each of the warriors held his ankles.
Kordon felt
