BRIAR'S POV
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It was barely an hour before the darker clouds came crawling across the sky and Column let out a string of curses. The roaring of thunder came from ahead, from the Olycia mountains, and the lightning strikes that followed was pure chaos. It was long, and broke apart in tinier strikes that scattered across the sky with force. "I told you." I mutter as I stare agape at the storm coming towards us, hard and fast-- just like the wind that pushes against us, and we're in the middle of nowhere, stuck underneath trees that are a beacon to lightning.
Column stares at Fenrys with no plan in his eyes, just pure panic. "Move," Fenrys orders, snaking an arm around my waist, holding me to him as he whistles, and Creseda charges forward. Not back, not left or right, forward-- right int
