The smell of decaying flesh and rotten eggs vanished and I knew that the Legionnaire had finally taken the Wanderer with him. In front of me, I could see Lyana’s lips move as she spoke, but I could not hear her words over the sound of my heart beating inside my ears. The remaining strength in my muscles that kept me on my feet fled. My knees wobbled and I almost fell to the ground if not for the arms of the war chief that restrained me.
“Pull yourself together, boy!” I heard him shout into my ears as he kept his arms around my torso. His grip was like steel and I knew that it was pointless to resist.
Amias is gone. I lifted my head. My eyes met with Lyana’s. “We should… we should find him, huntress. We could still save him…”
Warm fingers cupped both of my cheeks. “Listen, Sh’muel,” sh
