“Oh, Havens,” Kerowyn groaned, pulling herself into the saddle. “Puppy love. That’s all we need.”
Sayvel’s sardonic reply was lost in a thrill of fear. The clear image of a madman’s green eyes, blue-gray hair floating in the wind. A black-clad right arm dangling limp and shattered, useless… but in the left hand, a gleam of deadly steel.
Violet eyes never looked away from Kaoru’s, though the young man’s hand moved to his odd sword on the grass. :“Stop it, Jin-e! A wakizashi and only your left arm – you’ve no chance, that you don’t! I suggest you let the Guard take you peacefully, that I do.”:
:“No.”: The madman’s voice was oddly triumphant. :“I haven’t lost yet. There’s still one thing left – that I must do!”:
And the image cut off, as Kaoru hid her gaze against Kenshin’s shoulder. But not before Kerowyn saw the gleam of steel, the bright spurt of heart’s blood.
“Saves us the trouble,” Kerowyn said flatly. “Blessed Agnira, this is going to be a mess-”
Light bloomed on the horizon.
Eldan stepped back. “Was that-”
“Final Strike. Gods!” :Elspeth!: Never mind that Elspeth and Darkwind were supposed to be heading out tomorrow for Hardorn on yet another diplomatic mission. They needed Adepts, now.
:We’re on it, Kero.: The Herald-Mage’s mind-voice was breathless as she rallied her fellow mages to handle what was no longer a mere Guard matter. :We’re lucky – I think most of it got turned in on itself somehow.:
“I don’t believe in luck,” Kerowyn swore. :Kaoru. Herald Kamiya!:
:Weaponsmaster?: Fear pulsed, steadied into practiced calm. :I’m all right. It – didn’t touch me.:
Kero arched a skeptical brow. You couldn’t lie mind to mind, but what people didn’t say could paint greater deception than a ton of lies. :And Kenshin?:
:He needs a Healer- Oh! Sanosuke!:
:Sanosuke’s taking Kenshin to Healer Ogumi Gensai’s clinic,: Sayvel relayed. :Kenshin knows him; that should let Sanosuke keep the man there until we can talk to him. Megumi says Kaoru’s all right, just shaken; she’ll stay and report to Elspeth. But Kenshin took most of the blast. He says he’s fine, but Sano doesn’t believe him.:
“Sanosuke?” Kerowyn cast a look askance as Eldan grimaced.
“Friend of Megumi’s. One of the odder Companions we’ve got on the Field,” her fellow Herald informed her. “Long story.”