At this moment, Mauna and Daisy managed to free Clench the goblin who, with similarly wounded greenskin pride, scuttled towards the battle without so much as a look back. The Dragon and the Salamander were still hacking into each other, fur and frenzied hatchets flying. Mori, along with Brazka and Derek, was taking on another clutch of drakes that seemed to have materialised out of the flames. Skirmishes the length of the bank occupied the rest of the adventurers and the ritual guards, leaving a small but obvious path straight to the ritual. From this distance, Daisy could see that the limp figure was definitely Jamar. The front of his tunic had been torn and his head was lolling forward. She could see a deep gash in his chest into which a gem had been pushed.
Daisy admitted later that sh
