It won"t work, Corrie! Zeal will rip the fence up to get to you! You need to run around, behind the machine!
She couldn"t hear him, and he couldn"t call out to her. In his Breacher form, language was restricted to that of his own species.
He circled around, looking for the tzealdo. Peering into the machine to find the heat shimmer that would pinpoint his quarry, he kept one eye on Marya. They were too close together to risk throwing a fireball at the Breacher. The heat would knock Marya out, as well as severely burn her.
Hawthorne banked hard left. Maybe if he came in head first, facing the tzealdo. It would mean flying directly over Marya in close proximity, but he could launch a stream of flame at the Breacher once he flew over her.
They were nearing the fence. The machine was close
