CHAPTER 84Esyal had come to the verge of despair as she had seen Adroyan take hold of Josyff. Every part of her cried out with effort, but she had been unable to reach him in time. Then, heralded by a sound, short and fierce, like the cracking of a great whip, had come a tidal wave of colours. It washed over her, at once beautiful and terrifying, and abruptly, the eerie stretching of distance that was keeping her from Adroyan was gone. She could hear her own voice again, screaming with rage, feel the slithering floor under her feet, feel the weight of the heavy wooden table skidding across it...
...And the impact of it striking Adroyan, breaking him free from Josyff and sending him sprawling.
Swirling rainbow colours mingled with the flames that marked his passage but Esyal had no eye fo
