But something came over her then, something she could not have explained were she given a thousand hours to do so, and the anger welled up in her so quickly that she very nearly struck him across the face. “Don’t be a fool like Valdus. There’s too many of them. They will cut you down and still climb through the shield before the boat ever touches the water.”
He moved to turn away and she stopped him by the shoulder. “We must do this together, Dravidian. As we have from the beginning. The cables need to be cut simultaneously, or we’ll never get away, and Sihadi is too weak.” She placed a hand on the side of his facade. “Synergique Amore, do you remember?”
Dravidian stared at her, the wind blowing the hair across his mask.
“The archers are assembled, my lord,” she heard someone say who wa
