It took the riders longer to reach her position than she would have expected, and when they finally got there, she saw why. You would have said three people couldn’t do that, only a pair . “You don’t give me orders,” Reynolds said. And he had rarely worked harder.
Above them, Demon Moon grinned and winked one eye through what appeared to be a shifting scrim of blood. “Into the thinny. He struggled away instead, and was now able to make some headway; the stream of riders packing its way into the canyon was easing. and was again now.
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