Her time and options were running out. Veranesh must have decided to keep away, and she couldn’t blame him. Crystal nightflies would not survive Uganel’s grip.
A blurry figure smashed into Uganel and threw the demon off his feet. Wide-eyed, Kamira watched Veelk leap back, readying his keshal.
“Your henchmen are dead, demon,” he said. “So is your arcanist and most of the critters she summoned. Will you run again?”
Uganel bared his teeth, and his tail swung in anticipation. “No. First I’ll kill you, and then I’ll take my time with the pactee. She’ll keep screaming long after your blood dries in the sun.”
They attacked at the same moment, neither waiting for their opponent’s move. Veelk sidestepped with a wide swipe of his keshal. Its arc barred the demon from his frontal assault, but Uga
