Reidar watched as the various creatures fought Silas. The summoner's shared skills had turned Lena into a one-woman army. Skeletons clawed at Silas's legs; the primal pack's beasts tore into his sides. The contubernium attacked from a distance.
But Silas moved like smoke, twisting away from claws and fangs as if it was nothing.
One skeleton shattered against his elbow. A wolf yelped as his boot crushed its skull.
Torren burst from the trees first; the Zweihänder had already been drawn. Jorik lumbered behind.
"What the hell is this?" Torren tried to keep his eyes on Silas, but it was impossible.
Jorik scanned the area for Reidar and Lena, his face hardening once he saw them. "Reidar? Lena?"
"Kill him!" Lena shouted in fury. "He is with the church! He's the one who killed Lysa!"
Torren didn't hesitate once he heard that, despite the problems he was facing. He charged, blade high, as Jorik raised a shimmering barrier to shield them both.
