“Malden stood here, yes. He must have been under attack…
Chapter Sixty-Six
The female dwarf hurried ahead, while Mörget and Croy took…
Chapter Sixty-Seven
Malden and Cythera each took one of Slag’s arms, but…
Chapter Sixty-Eight
“I’m Balint, by the way,” the female dwarf announced, when…
Chapter Sixty-Nine
Croy barely noticed the brass lift. It was magical in…
Chapter Seventy
The elves took them down a crude flight of stairs…
Part 5
Interlude
Chapter Seventy-One
Once the Hieromagus had withdrawn, the revelers in the great…
Chapter Seventy-Two
The elves led them down the spiral staircase to a…
Chapter Seventy-Three
Eventually the light at the top of the stairs went…
Chapter Seventy-Four
Croy’s blood pounded in his temples. His fingers twitched and…
Chapter Seventy-Five
After Slag was taken away, the night passed without further…
Chapter Seventy-Six
“Good,” the Hieromagus said, sinking back on his couch once…
Chapter Seventy-Seven
Every elf Malden had seen had been beautiful—their graceful, exotic…
Chapter Seventy-Eight
Balint had led them to a great communal kitchen on…
Chapter Seventy-Nine
“Stop, please,” Cythera begged. “I feel I might burst!” She…
Chapter Eighty
“Eight hundred years ago,” Aethil told them, as they trooped…
Chapter Eighty-One
Ghostcutter sliced through the bones of a defleshed arm and…
Chapter Eighty-Two
The elfin children were as beautiful as their parents, and…
Chapter Eighty-Three
Perhaps discomfited by the story she’d told them, Aethil took…
Chapter Eighty-Four
Aethil led them down a long series of curving tunnels…
Chapter Eighty-Five
“Heave!” Balint called. Croy and Mörget hauled on the ropes…
Chapter Eighty-Six
On their way back to Aethil’s chambers, they were stopped…
Chapter Eighty-Seven
When Aethil returned, Slag lay slumped on the divan again,…
Chapter Eighty-Eight
Mörget slammed Dawnbringer against the side of a dwarven tomb.
Chapter Eighty-Nine
