CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
MIRA
The fighting was crazy as the Riders tried to quickly overwhelm our defenders. That was getting them nowhere and they withdrew.
“They’re probably just regrouping,” Kaerélios said. “They weren’t expecting Dimas and his unit to be here.”
“I agree,” Alénia nodded. “They’ll try something else.”
Shianri wasn’t designed to be a fortress and the manor yard was a poor battlefield. Dimas was ordering his men to set up makeshift defenses. They were likely right; the fight wasn’t over.
“You wanted a distraction for the Riders,” Kaerélios said to me. “Here’s your chance. They won’t be expecting you.”
I shook my head. “I can’t just leave while you’re fighting them off.”
“We’ve got this,” he answered. “We’ll do our jobs. You go do yours.”
I looked at Alénia.
She shrugg
