Toreva was lost. The blood elves, changed into something deathly by Curzon, had consumed the town. Now, they wanted to consume the squadron.

“Ride!” Captain Augustus shouted. “Faster!”

Hooves stampeded through the smoke and mist. Violet’s ears rang with sounds of the chase and the creatures’ haunting cries. Her arms ached from firing her bow. Eden was at her side, sweat dripping from beneath his crown, down his temples.

They turned a blind curve on the road. ...