She saw Chadstone straight away, perched atop the biggest beast Dakshana had ever seen. It was larger even than a dire wolf, the color of stone, with ears like rugs and a nose like a snake. And the sound it made when it tossed its head -- Dakshana ducked instinctively.
The men around her held their line, and Chadstone remained atop his fearsome beast, long-haired and foreign, arrogant and coldly beautiful. The men gathered around his beast were a wild rabble in ragged armor, but they gazed at Dakshana’s troops eagerly, blood-hungry.
But Dakshana knew what she must do.
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