The word left Ilse's mouth and the pass came apart.
Kassie went up. She launched, one boot off the frozen stone and then she was a streak of red haze tearing up the throat of the pass toward the rim where Altharion stood, and the whole ring of different beasts summons came down to meet her at once.
They ranged from different kinds, the hideous ones to the visible terrifying ones, carved out of stone, mangled flesh and even vines.
That was the point of them. I understood it the instant I saw it. Altharion didn't move. He stayed exactly where he was, with his hands at his sides, and let his army fall into the space between himself and the thing rising to kill him.
They were all wall of bodies. Meatshields.
'Bastard, how did he even get those?'
It would have stopped almost anything.
Of course, my Kassie was not just anything.
She was an unstoppable, eventual storm.
