"Move!" Seraphis shouted, shoving Haelyn toward the woods.
But Haelyn wasn't moving fast enough. Her heart thudded in her ears…Ezra. Her body surged with adrenaline, feet pounding the forest floor as the howls split the sky behind her. The scent of blood was already thick in the air.
"Marlyil!" she screamed through the trees. "Protect him!"
From deep in the woods came the crash of bodies colliding, claws raking flesh, and the guttural roars of wolves driven mad by war. Haelyn leapt over a fallen log, thorns slicing her arms, the image of Ezra's sleeping face burned behind her eyes.
Behind her, Seraphis stayed close, her cloak snapping like a black flame as she hurled sigils through the air. Each one burst against the night with a deafening crack, forcing back the shadows creeping closer.
"They've breached the outer wards!" Seraphis growled. "We need to get to the cabin before they do…"
A blur of gray and black slammed into them from the side.
