Dragging in a shaky breath, I touched my hand to the cut on my wrist. "Night's Fall."
The cut flared white light, brightening my surroundings for a split second. Water raining down walls. A heavy door with a lock and a window. Then the light dimmed, and darkness pressed in again.
"Slayer." The voice came out of nowhere but also right next to me.
I yelped, even though I'd been expecting it. "Ronick?" I said into the darkness, my voice breaking.
"Is Jacek here? Did you find him?"
I needed to think speedy thoughts. Blind in the dark, I lunged for his sword and scabbard. My fingertips connected with the hilt. So did his a moment later as I yanked the sword free of the scabbard. He tore it out of one of my hands, but then he shouted in pain. His grip loosened, and I wrenched the sword
