Rua shakily moved her feet out of the stirrups. “Steady,” she whispered to Raga again. She crouched up on her horse’s saddle. “Rua!” Bri shouted as the warrior booted another witch in the face. Blood sprayed across the snow. “Don’t.” Renwick spun to see what was happening, but it was too late. Rua was already jumping. She leapt to the lip of the ravine and pulled herself on top of the slick surface. “Rua!” Renwick’s voice boomed from behind her.
