To Sense Impending Doom

Ciaran’s stomach turned again. “Then what will they...?”


“Most likely drowning,” Brenna said. She flashed him a fierce grin. “But only if they catch you. Now come on - we have work to do if we want to be ready for the next attack.”

“Do you know when it will be?” Ciaran asked.

“Not exactly, but we’ll have some advance warning,” Brenna said.

Odran said, “Looking into the future like that is dangerous, girl.”

“Brenna likes danger,” Niamh said dryly, but she looked worried at the prospect as well.

“There is more than one way to sense impending doom,” Brenna said.