Dragoncrest Cliffs Gleypa

Somehow, Njord managed to get to his feet. His muscles were starved for oxygen, lungs shriveled from their battle with panic. He heard the cries of Sapphique shout as the bear broke their borders.

The man felt like he was in a dream. Hadn’t this just happened?

Death ran beside him. Its fangs combed through his fur. They both knew how this would end.

He barely paused as he passed by the scene. Erzulie. Jorunn. Val. Chacal.

The battle cries.

Was that Mireille and the others in the distance?

With Sobo’s blood on his paws, Njord was forced to make an impossible decision. Meerkat’s face came to mind. Do you trust me, mo chride? she had asked. Forever, he had said.

In a flurry, the man careened through the woods. He would find his family and free them from this place of death.