They were rising from one of the walls of the castle where a lone knight stood with his bow in hand. XXNX It was bright outside, brighter than it should have been. Near his feet, the ground was burned, originally a vast puddle of blood with a corpse in the center. They dared not break eye contact or alter their breathing, and while blood poured freely from Roc’s shoulder, the splashing drops were not loud enough to break the stillness. It had to have been a long-distance spell of some kind. “Nothing yet, but you never know. If those knights died, a new war could ignite, with the Harajin themselves being Uther’s target. He found it, but struggled to make sense of it.
