The Black Star (Book 3)
“The backs of his eyeballs were itchy, his hands shaky. He'd already pushed his limits on the day.But if one of the Minister's sorcerers were inside the cave—some fiendish trap or rearguard (and what else could it be, other than an attempt to leave them exposed to the kappers?)—Dante would need to draw on even more.Hanging from the ladder, he softened the stone and drew it away from the entrance. He glanced down at Somburr, who waited inside the treeline, nether at hand. Cee crouched beside Somburr, peering up at the cavern over the length of an arrow. Ast had a couple slim knives in his hand. Dante got out his torchstone, blew on it, and lobbed it inside the cave.It landed with a clack. He scrambled up after it, forcing the nether to stand ready. Dante thrust his head above the lower edge of the cave and nearly fell off the ladder. Inside, Blays sat tangled in the blankets, blinking, chest heaving, face contorted as he shielded his eyes from the glare of the stone.He got out one of hi...s swords, waving it clumsily.MoreLess
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