35Shock rooted Anthony to the spot.
‘Remember when I said that, but for Rick, you would have been the Chosen One?’ Lael sounded much too weak to talk let alone defend against the ravening Ghouls that tore at their eyes and clothes, swirled into fantastic, lurid displays of colour.
‘I remember,’ he answered her. He also remembered a time when he’d never met her, never knew of evil beings that lurked in the corners of this world, never would have believed that his life would end on a cliff at night surrounded by weird flying things and …
‘Concentrate, Anthony.’
‘Okay, okay … I’m good, really.’ So no, he wasn’t really, but saying the words would bring about the action, wouldn’t it?
‘Don’t look at them, take small breaths only. You’re strong enough to fight them. You have reserves you’ve
