A simple patrol, it should have been; a circuit to a few villages and back.
It was anything but simple.
Liamath growled between clenched teeth, sabre flashing in the moonlight while Swift reared beneath him and lashed out with wicked fangs and crushing hooves. Behind them, a panicked crofter's family huddled against their home; before them, a roiling wave of glittering, rose-shot bonestags.
A cyst had ruptured, spewing chaos and impossibilities --