“Not considering it. What are we after here, Cull?”
“I'm not sure. The place pulsates with energy.”
“So if the sylphs attack us, we just let them, eh?”
“That's the idea, Nann.”
“Gruagach help me,” she muttered.
“Those long-haired, n***d little men with broad shoulders aren't going to help you here. Strictly household chores. Ready?” He looked at Sionann.
“As ready for chaos as I'll ever be.”
Culann raised his arms. “Paralda of the sylphs, grant my plea. Show me what there is to see.”
The sylphs leaped from the tor, pounced upon them, and hurled them high into the sky.
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“How'd we get here?” Sionann asked.
Culann looked around, trying to determine where “here” was, an eerie ululation piercing the air. The last he remembered was the breath being sucked from his lungs as they were
