dropping Yrene to the balcony stones, light
streaming off her as she sprinted headfirst to
Erawan.
Dorian shifted back into his own body,
healing light pouring off him, too, as he
encircled his power around the Wyrdmark that
held Erawan. The tower door burst open, Elide
flying out of it just as Lysandra shifted,
landing on a ghost leopard’s silent feet upon
the balcony.
Erawan didn’t seem to know where to look.
Not as Dorian sent out a punch of his healing
light that knocked him off balance. Not as
Lysandra leaped upon the dark king, pinning
him to the stones. Not as Elide, Damaris in
her hands, plunged the blade deep through
Erawan’s gut, and between the stones below.
Erawan screamed. But the sound was
nothing compared to what came out of him as
Yrene reached him, hands like burning stars,
lily
(lily)
#1