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WfC Book II- Chapter 9The River Champion saw no more trouble for the rest of the night, and in a few hours Blaze signaled that it was time to pull over. He told the company that in their current position they were mere miles from both the forest’s southern edge and the coasts of the Great Sea.
Blaze left the boat tied where it was, and lead Azra’s contingent the rest of the way through the forest. The horses, who had been making quite a racket below decks for most of the voyage, were calm once more. To Azra’s great relief, narrow shafts of sunlight now shone through the trees- a sure sign that they were exiting the vampires’ domain. The forest itself, on the other hand, was not the lushest or most pleasant sight to behold.
As everyone was finally content to be breathing fresh air again, Blaze caught the first sight of the village. He lifted off, as all who followed him spurred on their horses to a gallop, until they reached a small gathering of thatched buildings among a loose
WfC Book II- Chapter 8Ignatius climbed spiderlike down the mast headfirst, leapt, and landed on both feet before them on the deck as gracefully as a cat. Migg, Onyx and Blaze drew their weapons.
“Don’t be such fools.” Ignatius said, not the least intimidated by their defenses. “You know you can’t kill me if the queen isn’t with you.”
“That won’t stop us, demon!” Blaze yelled at him.
Ignatius raised an eyebrow. “You must be Blaze, am I correct? The murderer of my dear cousin?”
There was obvious hatred in his voice.
“She deserved the end she got!” Blaze exclaimed. “She was nothin’ short of a monster!”
Ignatius rolled his eyes. “You really should learn to be better hosts. We just dropped in for a midnight snack.”
Migg looked confused. “Wait… ‘we?’”
Ignatius snapped a finger, and instantly the rest of his force appeared on deck out of the darkness of the forest. As the
WfC Book II- Chapter 7Azra and her company woke up the next morning to find the Nirifala gone, but the small jar of black paint Hyaas had used to do Azra’s face was still sitting on a rock, along with a quickly-scrawled note from Hyaas, saying,‘Might not be a bad idea for the rest of you, too.’
Rongel the Swift had returned to his native clan’s grounds.
The company, with the exception of the two griffins, painted up their own faces; Lagulai was sure to cover half of his face as well so Azra wouldn’t stand out.
With a little help from Onyx, Azra was able to mount her horse, and soon, they were off.
The pain in Azra’s leg had subsided considerably since yesterday, although she couldn’t move it much, meaning there was still a chance it might be broken. However, broken or not, she had to ensure it would heal quickly, so she wouldn’t have as big a chance of remaining vulnerable to another attack. Her leg, fortunately enough, made no negative response to the gallop
WfC Book II- Chapter 6Lagulai dismounted his horse and rushed toward Azra, with Migg, Étris and Onyx close behind. He knelt down beside Azra and put an ear to her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing.
Onyx looked at the bite wound on her leg. “This is bad. Very bad,” he said simply. “The only way to cure a bite like this is with liquid silver. Where in darkfire would we find a silversmith?” Just as he touched Azra’s leg, she woke up with a scream, and began breathing hard. “Check her eyes,” Onyx ordered tersely.
Lagulai opened one of Azra’s eyes and saw a dark ring around the brilliant blue iris. “Um… Onyx, you better take a look at this.”
“It’s starting already!” Onyx exclaimed when Lagulai showed him. “She does have one good thing going for her though- she killed the werewolf before it became more powerful. If she didn’t, we’d have a far worse monstrosity running around, from its conta