Lahat ng Kabanata ng Likaya's Wolves: The Suha Marshes: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 27

The story that Keever told was close, if not exact to what Likaya had imagined when she first witnessed the carnage at Willis Camp.It was a long recollection of events, with their little guest dictating what he could remember or at least claimed to. “I saw signs of the Birchmen, their magic leaves a trail, a presence if you will. It ripples in the trees when they attempt to travel through.” There was a weakness in his voice, guilt and remorse for what he had done. If Keever’s story was true, he was indeed responsible for the murder of almost twenty people.“I knew they were coming. I tried to take the vessel but, it… it took control of me.”   “Control?” Likaya felt uneas

The DragonWolves showed no emotion as the enemy closed in. Their eyes were focused and their faces stoic as Drent focused precise shots on the incoming boats. Kolysians perished or hid as their vessels broke down at the augmented bolts pouring from the voltiir’s autocross. The plan was simple, they would focus the pursuers onto a funnel. Damaging enemy boats at the angles of their formation, preventing them from fanning out and surrounding their warehouse. Any other unit would have needed two or maybe even three autocross teams or even a breaker cannon. But these were DragonWolves, she was witness to their skill in combat.

The rain soon fell weak, allowing the two a bit more space as the drains flowed less. But much time had passed, and the weariness had taken the better of them. “I have a plan.” Likaya announced, the weakness had left her voice and there wasn’t much strain as she moved to show Froster a map of the town.“The post office, there are sprites there. We had Brasidas scout for them remember?”“Are they messenger worthy?”“Not sure, I’ll assume yes but we can always spruce them up. We send them a message, confirming our survival. Then we set a rally point for Richardson and take the last working boat on the western docks.”Froster nodded in agreement.“We move as soon as we heal. So an hour perhaps?” Seemed too long, but he did want the rest.“Yes mam” He agreed.A silence fell upon the pair, one laced with enough serenity and

Clutching his staff, he drew upon the energies of the land. Seeping away at the remaining essence of his minimal verdure surroundings. He reached out further, away from the town. Further away from the ruined brick of the town, and emptied bones of the fallen Xanthites. He had to go further. Into the marshes.His magic touched the reeds, the lilies and the grass. Once his power touched them, he took their blessings. Seeping their life from their form. Turning what was once green and lively into nothing but a dying husk. Rejuvenated, he stands straight. Ready for the phase of the battle.The Druids moved first, slinking away in a haze of dusty and leaves. Moving deeper into the streets, they fired crossbows and hurled wreckage. The Fangsworn stayed, tossing javelins and charging without abandon. Their stronger variants, the leaders of the pack had retreated. Leaving the plasma fodder for the Kolysians.Ergonus cast his energies upon his surroundings, forcing floral growth to emerge from