My breath whooshed out of my lungs as pain struck me like a lightning bolt. Groaning, I slumped to my hands and knees.
“You could have warned me,” I growled between gasps for air.
The dwarf hadn’t moved. He still wasn’t reacting.
It was a long moment before I could climb to my feet and pick up Nightshade, and the ache that remained after the initial burst of agony worried me. Since I didn’t see a way I could escape the night without fighting, I worried about cracked ribs making everything even more difficult.
I shambled back over to the dwarf, careful not to bump the chain with my boot.
What’s going on out there, Damas?
Since the door had shut, I hadn’t heard any noises from above. It was almost as if I’d been transported to some other dimension. I didn’t get an answer, and that worr
