Chapter Nineteen
Griffin
“You ready for this?” Gulliver wrapped his arm around Griffin’s waist, hoisting the bulk of his weight on his young shoulders. If it weren’t for him, Griffin wouldn’t have made it this far.
“Ready as I’ll ever be.” A coughing fit wracked his lungs.
“Hold on a little longer, Griff. We’ll find Shauna, and she’ll make you all better.”
“Thanks buddy,” Griffin wheezed. “Time to go home.” Together they hobbled forward, through the barrier that would make all those he loved forget about him all over again.
He could feel the magic wash over him. Cold, icy tendrils trickled through his veins, searching for magic he didn’t have, drawing out the last of his energy.
They were already waiting for him. Three muscular, bearded soldiers paced the barren land at the entrance
