White flames exploded as Nisha and I scrambled backward. Her eyes flared with surprise — but the excited kind of surprise that made me wonder if she had a latent tendency toward arson.
'Something to worry about later. Much later.'
Right now, the smart play was to run for that forest. But between us and the treeline stretched the river, and the river had become a battlefield. Kassie and the Inquisitor were tearing through it, their clash sending water spraying in violent sheets.
The Inquisitor spun, and his sword bounced off Kassie's arm with a ringing clang. He gritted his teeth in annoyance, stealing a glance at his wyvern — currently wrapped in writhing white flames.
As Kassie lunged at him, he dove low, dropping his head backward and letting her strike scrape along his jaw. He stabbed his sword into the water, piercing it deep into the riverbed. Gripped it with both hands. Rose with a scissors kick that smashed into Kassie at rising levels — ankle, knee, hip.
