Once more, I was by myself. The boy was racing with Kael and Maya toward the concealed farm.

I was heading for the fighting in the north.

I held the rolled map firmly. The path had been marked by Maya.

Commander Valen's fortress is accessible via these little pathways.

The witness was Valen.

I sprinted through the rugged, dark woods, low to the ground. It was frigid and cold.

When I felt it, I had been jogging for an hour.

A change in the breeze, a smell too chilly, too regulated for ...