The air around Edric warped with terrifying, suppressed mana.
His dark eyes were burning with cold, absolute murder as he stared a hole through the choking figure in his grasp.
"Who sent you here?"
I snapped back into focus, tearing my attention away from Edric's terrifying display.
We didn't have time to stand around.
"Scarlet! Tessa!" I barked, pointing across the cavern to where Rolf and Yenna were bleeding out. "Go help them!"
Tessa gave a sharp nod, immediately breaking into a sprint with Scarlet guarding her flank.
They slid to their knees beside the fallen adventurers, uncorking the vials and getting to work.
With them safe, I turned my full attention to the center of the room. I gripped Oathstorm tightly, the blade humming in my hand, and locked eyes with the second hooded figure standing confidently in front of Garf's battered iron shield.
"More insects came." The figure let out a dry voice. "How tiresome."
Behind the shield, Mira let out a ragged, bloody cough.
