"I saw them all," I whispered, staring at the ground.
Elaine folded her arms, eyes narrow. "What do mean all? Did you find something to help us win or not?"
I wilted under her gaze.
"I found all the ways we lose…"
"And the one where we win?"
Her eyes stabbed into me, daring me to lie. I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head.
"I thought as much," she said, hefting her sword. "Then let us fight to the end. Come, Avant, we'll make these bastards remember us."
The older mage nodded and lifted his staff. "It was always meant to be that way. There is no wisdom in defying the gods.
"We didn't have a choice!" Elaine said, "They slaughtered our people!"
"Yet you let them escape," Avant said.
She glared at him, aura flickering unevenly. "After you missed that inquisitor with your spell. What would your master think if he saw that?"
