"We didn't come for a rematch," Nathan said, keeping his bow lowered but his body coiled like a spring. He jutted his chin toward the pulsing anomaly. "We're here to put a stop to that."
Goliath let out a laugh that sounded more like a cough of blood. "Stop it? You think you have a say in this anymore? It's at ninety-two percent. The die is cast."
"We can break the mold."
"You'll just break yourselves."
"Maybe," Nathan said, smoothly nocking an arrow and drawing the string to his cheek. "But we're going to try anyway."
The party fanned out instantly, their weapons catching the sickly green light.
