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He used to be dealing with a sheer wall of white granite. It mirrored the noon solar with a shiny eye-hurting depth. a gradual slope of gravel and granite chips led as much as a shallow establishing within the rock, as though blocks of granite were eased a couple of toes aside through a few grasp hand. the path they’d been following led on round the fringe of the cliff, and the trail Shalkan stood on used to be just a couple of toes large. the floor dropped off right into a steep, brush-filled gully at the a long way part of the trail, and past, the floor sloped sharply away in a tangle of granite outcroppings and barren sloping hills, all bathed in harsh, cloudless spring solar. “We’re working out of time, and this is often the easiest we’ve obtained. They can’t get at the back of us there, and we’ll have room to struggle. yet you’ll desire a weapon. ” The unicorn raised his head and sniffed the air, and extra, “Quickly. We most likely won’t listen them coming till it’s too past due. ” Kellen slid from Shalkan’s again, his hand immediately going to his belt. yet his penknife used to be a tiny factor, compatible for polishing quills and slicing paper, to not doing conflict with giant stone canine. He forged a frantic go searching. on the finish of the trail used to be a conifer tree, its trunk gnarled and twisted via years of publicity to the weather during this adversarial position. The branches must have been lined with eco-friendly needles, yet in its place, they have been naked and stark. useless. possibly dry adequate to damage off a section, yet no longer so brittle the piece will be lifeless. Kellen ran towards it. whilst he reached it, he observed that it were struck by way of lightning, shearing away many of the trunk and burning the middle to charcoal. One thick delicate department, stable and heavy as iron, the bark lengthy polished away by means of the wind, got here away simply in his arms. He lower back, panting, along with his makeshift membership. “Good,” Shalkan acknowledged brusquely. The unicorn grew to become and lunged up the slope. Kellen scrambled after him, slipping and sliding at the free rock that coated the floor. The doubtful footing will be one other virtue for them whilst the Hounds got here for them. as soon as Kellen had armed himself, the 2 of them climbed to the cleft within the granite wall. It used to be shallow and narrow—only 4 ft deep, narrowing to some extent on the again, and a piece over a backyard large on the commencing. No room for a Hound to get round them and are available at them from at the back of. even though the mountain air had a funky chunk to it, the faded partitions of the pocket canyon radiated warmth, as hot as residing flesh to touch. Kellen clutched at his wood membership tightly, acutely aware within the surprising stillness that he may possibly listen a scrabbling sound, like rats in a rockfall, anxious pebbles as they ran, purely a lot louder. It used to be the sound of rock on rock. The Hounds. the subsequent factor he observed was once the brilliant flash of sunlight because it struck a refined floor, after which Kellen observed his first Hound, surging up over the sting of the gully. It charged up the gravel slope at a useless run, as unnervingly silent as Shalkan had warned. It regarded precisely just like the ones outdoors his entrance door, other than being carved from a unique colour of granite, and that one way or the other further a component of horror to the entire state of affairs, as though this have been a wierd waking nightmare.