At the sound of its name, the gargoyle looked up and her golden eyes met Kaira’s. “Hello Kaira.”

Kaira’s eyes widened even further. “You know who I am?”

“Yes,” Giska said in her mind. “Bruler told us of you. All creatures and beasts know who you are.” The voice was high-pitched—much like a canine voice if dogs talked, Kaira thought. “You have come to save us from our doom.”

“From your doom?” Kaira repeated.

“Yes,” Giska responded. “If you should fail, all living creatures will be hunted, tortured and eventually killed. This is no ordinary battle you are preparing for. It is the battle for life of all living things. Lord DuPraye will...

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