Rats and Spiders
(Part 41 of the Final Stand)
(Part 3 of the Battle for Fantasia Trilogy)
"Another wave is coming." A lesser priestess warned, shoving aside the thick fabric serving as the tent's door. Across the shadowy interior of the temporary shelter S'ilithac's bright eyes shot up to focus on the new arrival, gleaming like a pair of lanterns in the darkness.
"Hold them off." The dark elven woman ordered, turning back to her brother's body. Her hand gently wiped cool water across Tyus's brow, drawing a shudder from his semi-conscious form.
"It is a larger force than the last, mistress." The acolyte warned, pushing her way further into the medical tent. "It seems that several of the smaller bands of shades have joined together. I fear we cannot hold them back, especially with the death of the blue dragon and the departure of the Silver One."
"They're just foot soldiers." The cleric snapped, her attention only briefly diverted from her charge. As soon as her anger in her words had reached its peak sh