The high road was only half open and that half was a war of forces.
Authority barriers glowed along the left edge of the span while Ash Vale fighters pressed in from the center and remnant runners tried to keep a broken line on the right. The city behind them was still sealing themselves ward by ward, but the exit had taken on its own battlefield. Any would still have Lucian knew that this was one of the cleanest exits left from Varn Thal and none of them were interested in sharing it.
Sera stared at the span and sighed, "Of course it could not be empty."
"It never would have been," Istra said. "Too many people saw the bridge. Too many people felt the sealed ground. They were always going to meet us at the door."
Rhel scanned the road like a soldier. "If we wait, the barriers finish closing and this route dies. If we go, we go through people who would rather drag you back in pieces than let you leave whole."
