could do was hide. She had made a break for it even before
Grandon knocked Troy over the ledge. By the time she heard him
send his guards to check the roof, Yuki was already ducking
behind the chimney. She heard footsteps land nearby and she
tried to control her breathing. Given that the Hokoni already
had Troy and was dangerously close to her, this was difficult.
got the essentials down, several thoughts occurred. One was
concern about what was going to happen to Troy. She realized
that she had to help him somehow, but she recognized escape as
her first priority. She wasn't going to achieve much as a fellow
captive. Another thought- this was an awful hiding spot. The
roof was open and the chimney provided the only real
obstruction, making it pretty obvious where she was. She didn't
hear any further footsteps after the initial landing, but after
a long silence one of the Hokoni said, “Behind the chimney.”
footsteps started. Yuki only had one other move, one that she
really didn't want to take. With her discovery now inevitable,
she had no choice: she jumped off the roof, diving headfirst to
move quickly and prevent the demon from seeing her.
fell, she exhaled immediately, hoping to God her flight spell
would kick in. It was harder to pull off mid-fall, especially
face down with a satchel around her shoulders. Thankfully, it
took hold... two feet above the ground. Yuki's satchel grazed
the grass underneath her.
didn't want to make a sound, so she remained in midair, climbing
halfway up so she would have room to bob comfortably when she
needed a breath. It would have been a strange sight to anybody
walking down the street, but anyone passing by was too focused
on fleeing the square to notice.
earlobe distracted her, momentarily costing her her spell. She
picked it up before she could touch the ground and pinched her
earlobe to receive the telepathic message from Molly: “Where are
you and Troy? Did you get out safely?”
looked up. One of the demons was swinging his arms over the
ledge. Thankfully he wasn't looking down, but she flew around a
corner just in case. With them still up there, however, she
couldn't respond and maintain her spell at the same time.
Molly asked again. Yuki hated leaving Molly hanging, but she was
quite hung up herself at the moment.
answer,” Molly mumbled as Kathryn took down her fourth orc of
crap,” Kathryn said. “What the hell happened? Reggie was with
them. They should have gotten out.”
orc charged. Molly took this one down. “Go look for them. We'll
handle things here.”
Kathryn could leave, Meg, Renee and Giles arrived. Renee felt
sick the moment she saw the carnage. “Dear God...” she mumbled.
go with Kathryn to find Yuki and Troy.”
about Reggie?” Meg asked.
cracking, Morgan added, “Yeah, we'll mop up here.”
“Actually, Meg, I have a job for you,” Frank rushed in, taking a
break from his orc slaying bout. “I don't know where Troy is, so
we need you to put out that fire.”
turned around and looked up at the flaming building. It wasn't
going out on its own anytime soon. “Ah... that's why you told us
fighting?” Morgan griped. “We never get the fun jobs.”
pipe down and try to remember that sand spell you learned last
charged towards the fire, Kathryn and Renee went the other way.
“Where are they going?” Frank asked Molly.
your son. We're not exactly struggling here.” To demonstrate,
she fired off her trigger. An orc fifty feet away flew into the
air and fell on its face.
nodded. “Makes sense, but please run it by me next time.”
struggled to keep it together as she and Kathryn weaved through
the masses. They had passed the worst of it. In fact, several of
the townspeople weren't even injured, either tending to those
that were or too cowardly to attempt escape. It was still a
shock to see this many people in this setting affected in one
crowd had thinned out some, but not enough for Kathryn to see
anybody familiar. She continued towards the front, shouting
Yuki's name as loud as she could. Renee straggled behind,
putting a hand on Kathryn's shoulder to stay close.
are okay... right?” she mumbled.
stopped to get a better look. “They were farther away from it.
Plus I can't imagine this stopping Troy or Reggie.”
okay to use magic now, right?”
said no, but we've been doing it anyway.”
make this easier then.” Renee flew up into the air. Everybody
surrounding her looked up and pointed at the mysterious floating
girl. Even Kathryn felt self-conscious.
scanning the crowd thoroughly, Renee landed and pointed. “This
them?” Kathryn was encouraged, despite the display.
somebody,” Renee answered, leading Kathryn to Reggie's girls.
improvised a triage unit. While Crystal was the only functioning
healer in the group, the other three dressed wounds using
whatever scraps of cloth they could find, from the bunting on
the stage to discarded banners to their own shirt sleeves and
midriffs. They were very popular.
worried Kathryn as Yuki should have been a part of this
operation. “Where's Yuki?” she asked Carmen.
looked up from her bandaging and smiled. “Oh, hi! She ran off
with Reggie and Troy.”
all right?” Renee asked.
chuckled. “Did you really think this would bring Troy down?”
more Yuki we were worried about,” Kathryn grumbled. “She wasn't
answering Molly. Where'd they go?”
pointed to the street leading out of the square. “Tailing the
Hokoni. Good luck!”
thanks,” huffed Kathryn as she took off running. Renee struggled
to keep up.
the Hokoni had laid out during their escape had gotten back up
and resumed their post. Kathryn laid them out once more. Renee
apologized to them as she ran past.
From the moment Grandon
Crostell, senior Hokoni official leading their entire Enreil
operation, pointed his sword at Troy, Troy knew he was in over
his head. He stood up slowly and clutched at his smiter, waiting
for Grandon to make his move. As much trouble as Troy knew he
was in, he also saw the opportunity. Grandon may have been
powerful, influential and important, but he was also a demon,
and one hit from Troy's smiter would destroy this monster.
“Well?” Grandon stared
back, impatient. “I'm very busy. Or are you submitting to your
fate without a fight?”
The fact that Grandon
was arrogant enough to grant a fair shake made Troy even more
eager to bring him down. He pulled out his sword, holding it in
his left hand before reconsidering and switching to his right.
The MST had always trained students to wield swords with their
non-casting hands, but Troy imagined that this was a straight-up
fencing duel and the left hand wasn't going to be good enough
against this guy.
declared, stepping towards Troy. Their blades met once, then
Grandon pulled back and waited.
At first, Troy waited
for the next move, then realized that Grandon was doing the same
thing. Grandon still appeared confident, but Troy wasn't
expecting a defensive position. Was he showing Troy a measure of
respect in thinking that it wasn't so going to be as easy as
rushing in and slicing him up? No matter what, he was letting
Troy take the initiative and Troy reasoned that wasting it would
be a bad idea.
Seeing as attacking
vital organs was unnecessary and probably futile, Troy thrusted
at Grandon's left wrist. Grandon swatted it away with a quick
parry. Troy tried to come back, but Grandon blocked that too. In
fact, he blocked everything that Troy attempted, without
“Clearly, the force has
neglected to teach proper dueling to its pupils,” Grandon
replied, bored. He parried Troy's latest shot, stepped back and
fired off a spell that sent Troy flying back five feet and onto
the ground. It stung almost as much to feel so stupid in
thinking magic was off limits in this battle.
“Getting up?” Grandon
asked, slowly approaching Troy. “I'd hate to kill someone on his
back. That would mean stooping to your level.”
Troy didn't move.
Playing possum was a simple tactic, but Grandon would have to
expose his arm to deliver a finishing blow and one slash was all
Grandon hovered over
Troy for a moment, then sighed. He did not attempt to stab Troy
directly. He held his sword over Troy's stomach and prepped a
spell. Troy's moment of panic was thankfully short. He let go of
his smiter and fired a ball of ice at the tip of Grandon's
sword. It was enough of a distraction to allow Troy to roll away
before either the sword or the chunk of ice could fall on him.
Once clear, Troy fired
more ice bolts at Grandon, but Grandon shielded them, unamused.
After Troy stopped,
Grandon said, “Come now, boy. Treat this like a grown-up.” With
a wave of his hand, Grandon levitated Troy's sword and tossed it
back to him. It fell at his feet. “Let's try this again.”
Troy picked up his
smiter, this time with his left hand. If 'proper dueling'
demanded the use of both sword and spell, he felt a little more
comfortable. He had no idea how good his swordplay was, but when
it came to magic, he was more than proficient. He charged at
Grandon, slashing twice. When both attacks were parried, he
fired a gush of water with the other hand. Grandon didn't block
It knocked the demon
back a little and startled him, but it was still just water and
had no real effect. Grandon threw a shielding spell up to block
it. Troy kept the spell going anyway and charged in again. The
idea was that Grandon would be too distracted with the shield to
properly use his sword, but Grandon was still fending Troy off
more than capably.
In the end, it was Troy
who struggled to focus on both. When Grandon pushed forward,
Troy lost control of his spell and stumbled backward. On
instinct, he threw an ice shield up to block whatever whatever
Grandon was going to throw next. Good thing too, as the Hokoni
fired a magic attack that shattered the wall into a hundred
shards. Undaunted, Troy cast another spell and those shards flew
straight at Grandon. He couldn't get a shield up in time and
they pelted him. Troy charged in again.
The shards didn't hurt
Grandon, but they certainly bothered him, preventing him from
defending properly. As Troy attacked, he could tell the demon's
grip was less certain. Troy jerked hard and indeed, Grandon's
sword flew out of his hands, falling behind and past Troy.
Before Grandon could react, Troy drove in, stabbing straight
into Grandon's unguarded chest.
He pulled back,
expecting to hear the satisfying hiss of evil expunged. Instead,
Grandon merely frowned and generated a powerful spell, knocking
Troy straight backwards and onto the ground. He unfastened the
top two buttons of his shirt, enough for Troy to see the glimmer
of his thick silver platemail. “You're more skilled than I
thought, boy, but you're also more naïve.” Grandon waited for
Troy to get to his feet, then gestured to his sword. “Now if you
please, I'd like to finish this quickly.”
Keeping a close eye on
Grandon, Troy picked up the demon's sword. He was disappointed
that the hit didn't do anything, but he was relishing in another
opportunity. He had felt belittled when Grandon returned his
smiter, but now that Troy was returning the favor, he felt
accepted as an equal, where such measures of sportsmanship could
be considered a show of respect. Troy grinned and tossed the
Grandon held his hand
out, but not to catch it. The sword changed course and flew
straight at Troy's chest. An additional force from Grandon's
spell pushed the sword through Troy's armor... and then Troy. By
the time he registered what was happening, it was too late.
With little more than a
sigh, the demon walked up to Troy's body, flipped him around,
and pulled his sword out by hand. With a handkerchief, Grandon
wiped the blood from it and returned it to his holster. He
walked away without a word, never to be seen in Enriel again.
Yuki had landed on the
ground, but didn't dare move. She still hugged the wall behind
the building, eyes up at to the roof. The demons were not only
still there, they were now using the vantage point to scout out
the area. Yuki heard them discussing various points in the
vicinity to make sure to keep an eye on. Thankfully none of them
were directly below them. She kept hugging the wall, hoping to
get to the street and make a run for it.
From above, she heard
the cry, “Hey! She's down here!” She sprinted toward the street,
but her legs gave way and she fell over before she got there.
Both demons swooped down and picked her up.
“Let me go!” she
“But we just got you,”
one demon replied. “So what are you up do?”
She kept trying to
wriggle free, but they held firm.
The second demon peeked
into her satchel, but let it go. “Better take her to Grandon.
I'm sure he's finished with that boy by now.”
Luckily, Reggie was
walking down the street, alone. He was practically strutting,
one hand in his pocket, the other twirling his smiter. “Reggie!”
The first demon rapped
her on the side of the head, but watched as Reggie saw them and
approached. “Jeez, how many folks do you have?” the demon asked.
Reggie kept his distance
as the second demon got closer to Yuki, holding a finger to her
cheek. With a smile, Reggie said, “What's up?”
“Drop the sword. Grandon
would like to have a word with both of you,” the second demon
said. “Come with us or she dies.”
Reggie didn't flinch.
“But... then he won't get a word with her.” Yuki was trembling.
“Don't be cute. He won't
mind seeing her dead either. He already got one of you.”
“Hmm...” The smile
vanished from Reggie's face and he did toss his smiter to the
ground. Not because he was concerned. He was thinking, hand
still in his pocket. He had several goodies in there that could
help, but pulling one out and throwing it wouldn't improve
Yuki's prospects. On the other hand, if one popped another way,
it was a bit more subtle.
As he worked on tearing
a hole in his pocket, he passed a message on to Yuki: “What say
demon?” Both Yuki and the demons looked at him blankly. He
smiled and continued, “Yuki- once smoke come, fast run to Troy.”
It was slow and deliberate and the grammar was awful. Yuki
smiled and winked at him.
“The hell are you
saying?” asked the first demon. “What language is that?”
It was an elven
language, to be specific. Crystal had given Reggie a few lessons
of her race's ancient tongue while playing school once (Reggie
was always a very naughty student when they played). It didn't
matter which language it was, as long as it was one the demons
didn't know. Yuki's Lucidrol would do the rest.
More specifically, the
smoke bomb popping out of Reggie's pants leg did the rest. The
demons were caught off guard, Yuki wrestled herself free and
made a beeline for Troy. By the time the smoke cleared, all the
demons saw was Reggie backpedaling.
They chased him, firing
off a few attacks that he dodged. Still running backwards, he
turned and continued down the street. The demons were still
faster, however, and eventually got close enough for an attack
Reggie wouldn't be able to avoid. They both fired straight at
The shots bounced off
the shield Renee had put up. “Cammy said you were tailing the
Hokoni, not the other way around,” she said.
“Need us to do some
smashing?” Kathryn said, closing in on the demons.
“Atta babe,” Reggie
replied. “Nice timing.”
Kathryn stopped when she
realized that she was essentially outnumbered. Despite Reggie's
talents, he was still a Crafter while Renee was hardly an
offensive specialist. These were also actual demons and not some
lousy orcs. The other two were going to have to provide a little
When she hesitated, the
demons closed in on her. “Don't suppose you have anything to
take care of these guys?” Renee asked Reggie.
“Well, you just had to
ask, I...” Reggie stopped when he felt his pocket. The hole he
had created to release the smoke bomb had widened and released
everything else in there. He caught the glimmer of a few
assorted balls and trinkets scattered along the road. “Hmm...
might have a problem here,” he said.
“What?!” Kathryn cried
as both demons threw spells at her. She scrambled to block them
all. When Renee put a shield up to help her, one demon attacked
“Eh, screw it,” Reggie
muttered, thrusting his pelvis. Everything he had dropped along
the way activated, including noise makers, a packet of sleeping
powder and what appeared to be an unconnected portal. Most
relevantly, one exploded ten feet behind the demons, startling
them and halting their attacks.
Not that Kathryn and
Renee could take advantage, as they were freaked out too. But
Reggie rushed up and kneed one in the stomach. That snapped
Kathryn out of it in time for her to knock both demons out with
“That works,” Renee
said, walking up to to them.
With the demons
defeated, Kathryn covered her ears. “Yeah, now how do you turn
those things off?”
“What?” Another hip
thrust from Reggie silenced the noisemakers and deactivated the
other toys. “Didn't catch that.”
“Never mind. Where's
“Yuki went to get Troy.”
“Dunno.” Kathryn rolled
Reggie scratched his
chin. “Actually, this guy said something about Grandon dealing
“That's kinda serious,”
Kathryn added. “Any idea where they'd be?”
“Hope so. Let's go.”
Reggie started walking back to the building. Renee and Kathryn
forced him into a run.
Yuki started out
running, but slowed to a hesitant walk after realizing that she
had no idea what she was going to encounter. It was possible
Grandon had simply taken Troy with him. It was possible Troy was
turning it into a fight. It was possible that Grandon had beaten
Troy and left him for dead. The only thing that seemed
impossible was that she would like what she saw when she
She took a breath,
prepared herself for anything and turned the corner. It was one
of the possibilities she had imagined. In fact, it was the most
likely scenario. Yet she still froze, horrified at the sight of
Troy's body, face up in a small pool of blood. Yuki forced
herself to approach him, slowly pulling her satchel off her
shoulder and kneeling down in front of him.
Fingers to the neck
confirmed that Troy was still alive, but Yuki couldn't tell what
the injury was or how long he was going to last. She was a
healer, but not a doctor. She couldn't even tell if this was
something she even had the ability to cure. A wound driven by
magic she might be able to do something about, but a simple stab
with a simple weapon required Bryce, Maple or Crystal. All Yuki
knew was that neither Bryce, Maple nor Crystal were there. If
there was anything that could be done to save Troy, it was up to
Usually Yuki hated
having an audience while she worked. Given the importance of her
work, other people tended to hover over her, pressuring her into
a mistake. Now it was the desolation and silence that put her
under the spotlight. With Reggie occupying the demons, Troy's
life was entirely in her hands. If she succeeded, nobody would
witness it. If she failed, nobody would comfort her.
She forged ahead, slowly
and silently, opting to take her time and hope Troy would hold
out until she was done. Part of her wondered if she was secretly
stalling, hoping reinforcements would arrive to bail her out.
Yuki blocked those thoughts from her head and kept at it. She
knew she had no confidence in her ability to make this work. She
There was no fanfare
when she completed the mixing stages, nor any indication that
she had done everything correctly or even that she was actually
done. For all her practice, doing it from memory without a net
was a different matter altogether. She focused and blew into the
concoction. It fizzled a little, a bubble popping up through the
tube and breaking against her nose. That was usually a good
sign. With slight optimism, she opened Troy's mouth and poured
the potion in. With that done, all that was left was sitting
back and waiting.
For all the times Yuki
had done it before, she had no idea how long it took to work in
practice. The textbooks all said ten to twenty seconds, but she
had always been in either the thick of battle where such time
passes instantly or agonizing silence where it took forever. It
felt like a minute passed, yet nothing happened. Yuki looked
over her shoulder; now she could see Reggie, Renee and Kathryn
running up to her.
When she turned back,
Troy was stirring. He popped up quickly, sitting up and looking
around. He felt his chest and saw the blood underneath him. His
blood. He felt it soaking his shirt and covering his hands.
Still not completely grasping what had happened, he looked
around. All he saw was Yuki.
Her eyes welled up as
she stared back at him. “I told you... never again.” Then she
dove into his arms and started crying, blood be damned.
“Jesus, what the hell
happened?” Kathryn shouted. Renee went up a little closer, but
stopped short of joining them.
“He attacked Grandon and
got pulled into a fight and...” Yuki sniffled. Even if she knew
what had happened next, she couldn't say it.
Neither could Troy.
Breathless, he said, “I just got... I just...” He stared
straight ahead, clutching Yuki a little tighter.
Renee dropped to her
knees and cast a spell. The blood underneath them hovered over
the ground and vanished into the air. She then embraced both of
“It's okay,” she said.
“Just don't scare us like that again.” Except she wasn't the one
scared. One look into his eyes and she could tell Troy was still
Kathryn wasn't as
sympathetic. “You didn't answer my question. The hell were you
doing attacking someone like him?” Troy could only shake his
“Worry about that
later,” Renee said. “Let's get back to the others.”
Renee helped Troy to his
feet, propping him up as they walked past Kathryn. Kathryn saw
his smiter on the ground and picked it up. It had several
scratches and the tip was bent from striking Grandon's armor.
“Good God, you even
tried fighting him with your sword?” she said, following them
Yuki stayed behind,
quietly packing up her materials. It had been the most difficult
potion she had ever pulled off in the field. It was also the
most vital situation. Yet neither Renee nor Kathryn had
congratulated her or praised her work. While it would have been
appreciated, Yuki was all right with that. After all, this was
her primary role on the team. Intense as it was and as uncertain
as she had been about the result, she was simply doing what was
expected of her. In time, she would learn to make such
life-saving feats routine.
When she reached for the
final vial, the one that carried the finished product, she saw
that Reggie had picked it up. He was sniffing it, and raised his
eyebrows. He grinned at her. “Damn... he must have taken a hit.
That's not your basic healing mix, is it?”
She quickly shook her
head, taking the vial from him.
Reggie's grin widened
and he held up a fist. “Score another one for the Crafters.”
For Yuki, a fist bump
from Reggie was praise enough.
without Kathryn around, Molly, Frank and Donovan had no trouble
taking care of the rest of the orcs. The healthier townspeople
even jumped in once the enemy's numbers were lowered. Once that
started, the orcs left standing were quick to retreat.
was happy to see it. “At the end of the day, I'd say we won.”
“Really?” Molly found it hard to agree. There was still a square
full of injured and frightened locals. She doubted they would be
eager to challenge the system again. Even though Meg had
extinguished the fire, the building the bomb had hit still had
clear structural damage and would remain a monument to the
Hageshoni's authority for weeks.
could have been far worse. And we can do something about that
weaponry, either sealing it off or boosting the Hokoni's
just shook her head. She was in no mood to get into it with him.
As far as she was concerned, it should have been over. “Let's
just hope everybody gets back here in one piece.”
instant relief as she saw Kathryn, Renee, Troy and Yuki
returning with Reggie. She wasn't sure what to feel when she saw
Renee's hand on Troy's shoulder. Years ago she would have been
furious. More recently she would have been annoyed. Now she was
somewhere between confused and concerned.
ran up to them. Nobody reacted, faces still grim as she reached
them. “What's going on. Why-” A slow head shake from Renee
got into a sword fight with Grandon,” Kathryn said, arms folded.
“Damn near killed him.”
“Seriously?” Molly looked at Troy again. His eyes were sunk and
he was stumbling more than walking. She saw his shirt, the
puncture in the middle of it and the large red stain.
tried attacking and Grandon pulled him into a fight,” Yuki said.
“His goons chased me away. When I came back...” She didn't want
to talk about what she had seen when she came back. “But that's
not the worst of it!”
Everybody looked at Yuki. She glanced at Troy again and
backpedaled. “Okay, that was the worst of it. But we heard the
Hokoni say they were pulling out! They're just going to send the
elves and Puurxan into battle and leave.”
was that?” Suddenly Frank had taken an interest. He had not
rushed to greet them like Molly had, but now he was present and
Grandon said they weren't going to get dragged into a war if the
Hageshoni are going to fight like this.”
snickered. “Well, this plan burned out in a hurry.”
glared at her, spun around and walked away. “Nonsense.”
drew Molly's attention back. “That's why Troy attacked him. I
mean they start this whole mess and just leave it here without
doing anything about it.” Troy grimaced in acknowledgment.
shook her head, still angry. “Well, I'm pissed off about it too,
but it's no excuse to go after someone like that. How can you be
snapped back, “God, let it go! He almost died!”
held a hand up at Kathryn. “Kathryn, see if anyone else needs
anything. I want to get out of here.”
another word, Kathryn stormed off in search of rescue work.
Molly stepped up to Troy and scrutinized his face. “Run-in with
Grandon Crostell days after you killed a Hokoni... how did you
looked at Yuki. Molly noticed. “Really? I'm surprised he left
you in any condition that Yuki could bring you back from.”
staring straight at Troy. “I'd never pulled off that potion
before.” She turned to Molly. “I'm one for two now.”
eyes widened, but her mouth curled into a slight grin. “Nice
work. Think you can help any of these people?”
Yuki still wasn't sure if Troy's injuries had been natural or
magical, so she didn't know the answer. It was a daunting
prospect anyway, but she approached some of the injured to try
session in my room when we get back,” Reggie declared, putting
an arm around Molly's shoulder.
jerked it away. “I'll pass. Besides, with any luck we're heading
grinned. “Nah... I bet you want another crack at Reggie's room
after last time.” Molly turned away from him, fearing a blush.
that up for it either,” Troy mumbled.
“Seriously? Sounds like you need it more than anybody.”
you've never passed up Reggie before,” Renee said. Troy only
shook his head. Reggie shrugged and went off to check on his
probably should,” Molly said. Her words were slow and a little
forced. She was unaccustomed to being sympathetic to Troy. “It's
best not to think about what almost happened. You're all right.
That's what's important.”
chuckled. “Wow, I was expecting you to chew him out like
sneered, but kept talking to Troy. “I won't deny the stupidity
of your actions, but there's no need to drive the point home.
I'm in no mood to give you a lecture and you're in no mood to
receive one. I just want to get out of here. Hopefully this will
still count it as a completed assignment since we didn't
actively screw it up.”
“Attention, everybody!” Frank's voice boomed across the entire
plaza. He stood on top of the stage. Donovan and his minions
stood defiantly at Frank's right. Giles was at his left,
standing far too close to be comfortable, holding an arm out to
amplify Frank's voice.
matter what condition people were in, Frank had their attention.
“What you just witnessed is the truth about this land. It is
clear that you are angry and demand better. It is clear that you
are eager to do something about it. It is also painfully clear
that the monsters who rule are determined to scare you into
submission. Today at least, it is clear that they have failed.”
looked out over the crowd. They were all reeling from the attack
and even if they weren't scared at this moment, they had been
terrified minutes ago.
survivors,” Frank continued. “I see people who have witnessed
this fantastic evil and are angrier and more determined than
ever to put a stop to it. The time to do so is now. For them to
unleash this attack means they are afraid you can win. And with
our help, you can.”
looked over at Donovan, who grinned. “The orcs that came to beat
you into submission have been driven away, and we will help you
stop them for good.” Frank pointed up. “They will not be able to
launch such an attack for a while. Now is the time to rise and
voice grew louder as he concluded, “Will you cower under their
might or will you join me?”
Everybody in the plaza cheered. Molly's face turned green.