Larantyne

by Marie Brown

  *His soul went away, trying to flee the evil one during the ritual you interrupted. You need to go to the place of souls and find it. Then the two of you must return here.*

  "Where is the place of souls, Goddess?" Sylvan asked, ready to do anything, no matter how bizarre, to save his love.

  Iona chuckled nastily. "It's a long way away, Bard, and I get to send you there."

  A flutter of fabric came at him like black wings just before the Warrior's blow landed on his head, right where he'd been struck several nights ago. The chapel faded to black.