Chapter 26
Stumbling up the stone stairs, Ivy could already feel the silver’s effect lessening its hold on her. The further away she got, the more her strength returned. As she and Cyran crossed into the open air, Ivy was hit with the sounds of battle. Cries and howls filled her ears. The scent of fresh blood and death hung in the air around them. Her instincts came crashing to the surface. Taking a step forward she almost fell over herself, grabbing onto Cyran’s outstretched arm for balance. “You stay here.” Cyran ordered. “No Cyran I’ve got... Help them. I… You don’t get it.” Ivy could tell she wasn’t making a whole lot of sense; but it didn’t matter. “You’re in no shape for battle.” Cyran reprimanded. Ivy huffed, she’d seen worse. Granted, nothing came to mind immediately, but she wasn’t a
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