The energies around them rippled, weighing heavier with the stench of metal with each passing moment. Nearby, he heard the snapping of twigs, the even press of boots against the ground as the Elantian army neared. He swallowed. “Hold me tightly.” Her arms were small yet strong as they cinched around his waist. He felt her press her cheek to his chest, her ear resting against his heart.
