17
The rush through the forest didn’t last long. Being supernatural creatures, the revenants outran us, and the red alchemists used some kind of trick. Still, we didn’t stop following their tracks.
Artan caught up with Kane and me. “We’re heading toward the other clearing, the ones the scouts said they saw Damara and her army in prior to the battle.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, out of breath. Running and speaking wasn’t my thing.
“Yes, Theron pointed it out on the map.” Slowing down a bit, Artan looked around. “Where’s Theron?”
My heart clenched. Theron had been bitten by a revenant. I knew the effects of that weren’t good, but I didn’t know to what extent. And that worried me way too much.
“He was injured,” Kane answered.
“Shit.” Artan frowned. “We’re getting close.”
We slowed down.
