There was complete silence in the Grove as people, human and Kalastiel alike, began to lay down to sleep and mist away into the ground. The sun was setting, and the Battle was over, out on the Plains, as well as in the Grove. “Come!” he said, then began sprinting down the hill. He could tell that the Kalastiel was pacing himself, so as to not outstrip the human and leave him behind. Scott nodded. “Scott? Onthamar leaned against Sononia with one hand and gasped in breath after breath. “They would prefer to kill you in YOUR sleep.” Jordan told him flatly. In the other direction, there was only the mountain, slanting sharply uphill. His sister was sitting at the table and looked surprised to see him come in. Our time here has been well spent, Scott Blaker of Flagstaff. “It’s never been tried before. “It could mean an end, yes, if we are bold tonight.”
“We have risked much already, and we’re doing okay.” Scott pointed out. There was complete silence in the Grove as people, human and Kalastiel alike, began to lay down to sleep and mist
