CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Over the next few days, they drove their horses beyond exhaustion. Broderick’s own mount ended up dying, which caused them to lose precious time. He rode with Marc on his horse until they reached a small town where they could buy another.
They didn’t spend much time resting, choosing instead to push themselves as hard as their horses. Marc and the others didn’t say a word in protest, but Broderick knew they were not happy with their suicidal pace. He wished he could share the reason for their haste with them, but Nae’fir had sworn him to keep silent.
They had almost passed through the Great Plains, and after that, they would reach the mountains where, according to Nae’fir, they would find Ferrin. They had stopped to eat one night, and Broderick questioned the elf in
