Chapter 14

The race continued, a blasting wind roaring across the plains, tiny dead branches whipping at their faces as they got pushed aside. By the time they topped a rise, another dust storm was looming, churning up swirling sand, choking them as they fought their way through the dust. 

There was a swift at Jelnimia, she stumbled, got up in a snap as she tried to keep her balance against the heavy wind.

Hearing another yell she turned, a huge flash in the dark, there were at least a dozen men there, all staring towards her. She staggered a few steps, her eyes closed, breath steaming from her nose in a single long stream.

"Oh my God! Not now Jelnimia...!" Malison quickly halted his movement, holding her hand, as she fell to the ground, she was near unconscious and blood gushed o