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sensation. The cut on his neck ceased
to throb and his head began to clear. Linis kept his hands on Gewey
for several minutes before finally removing them. He breathed
heavily, and opened his eyes.
    “ You should be ready to travel soon,”
said Linis, wearily.
    “ What did you do?” asked Gewey,
touching his neck gingerly. The wound was nearly closed. It itched
a bit, but the pain was gone.
    Linis rubbed the bridge of his nose and
lowered his head. “I have channeled my flow into you. You are
healed, but I am drained.” He squeezed his eyes shut.
    Gewey placed his hand on Linis' shoulder.
“Will you be all right?”
    Linis looked up and smiled weakly. He took
the flask from Gewey and frowned as he found it empty. He reached
in his belt and pulled out another. “I will be. Though I will not
be able to travel as fast or fight as well for at least a day. But
do not fear. I can move fast enough for our purpose, and I'm still
more than a match for our prey. Just give me a little time to
regain some strength.” He crossed his legs and bowed his head. “Go
back to the path. I must focus. I will be along shortly.”
    Gewey sat there for a moment, then struggled
to his feet and retrieved his sword. Though still unsteady, his
strength was returning and he slowly made his way back to the path.
Nearly an hour had passed by the time Linis rejoined him. Gewey
scrutinized the elf for a moment. If he was unable to continue, it
didn't show. As for Gewey much of his strength had already
returned. He had been listening for signs of the other Vrykol, but
just as Linis had said, they were gone.
    “ I think we should follow them,” said
Linis. “I do not believe that this encounter was a coincidence.
They will lead us to Kaylia.”
    Gewey nodded sharply and focused. The trail
the Vrykol left was clear and easy to follow. “I'll lead.”
    Without another word, the two raced off after
the Vrykol. Gewey could tell that Linis was struggling to keep
pace, but he knew that they could ill afford to slow down. They had
already lost too much time. For more than three hours they
continued without pause. For a while, Gewey could still feel the
fatigue left from the poison, but as the flow continued to course
through his body, it vanished. From time to time he reached out for
Kaylia, but he found that her mind was still shrouded.
    As the sun waned, they had come no closer to
catching the Vrykol or Kaylia. Just as desperation returned, Gewey
was flooded with Kaylia's presence. It nearly caused him to lose
his footing. He ground to a sudden halt.
    Linis nearly ran into him. “What is it?” he
panted, the evidence of his diminished condition obvious in his
voice.
    Gewey held out his hand to silence the elf.
He closed his eyes and concentrated with all his power. “She is
near,” he whispered almost inaudibly. His eyes shot wide. “And
she's in danger.” The sinews of his legs burst to life, propelling
him forward with such speed that Linis had no chance of catching
him.
    The forest was a blur as Gewey ran headlong
in Kaylia's direction. She was near but heading away from him. But
there was something else; a Vrykol pursued her. Its velocity was
great and he knew Kaylia would not be able to escape it.
    He unsheathed his sword and power exploded
within him. This caught the Vrykol's attention. It was only a few
hundred yards away and standing between himself and Kaylia. The
beast turned to Gewey for an instant, then back around. Gewey could
feel the hatred spewing out of the creature. Hatred for everything.
The creature raised its sword arm.
    It was then that Gewey spotted Kaylia. He
knew the Vrykol intended to heave its blade at her, and he knew
that he was still too far away. He let out a scream and with all
his might thrust a burst of power directly at it. He feared the
Vrykol would block him, as before, but it didn't. The strength of
the flow flattened the Vrykol to the ground. But Gewey had not been
fast enough and the blade flew from its