Behind him, weaponry clashed and screams echoed; arrows stained crimson in the blood of former victims shot through the darkness and childfey shrieked in terror. Then Ayla's voice pierced the raucous din. Twisting about another time, Gairynzvl watched with mounting anger as several Legionnaires circled around her, forming a ring with their wings and arms and weapons to barricade her and hem her in. Other Dark Ones were harassing small clusters of childfey who had broken from the huddled mass protected behind the expansive wings of the Healer. Reydan had engaged one of the Legionnaires who was holding his sword in one hand and a small toddlefey in his other. The squalling youngling dangled from one arm as the Legionnaire fought the musician for her. Near the Healer, the glimmering light of
