Of us all, I fear most for Nekron this night. He is youngest of us, rash and impetuous. I have seen a hundred such young daredevils go to their death with a smile on their face because they had no real concept of their own mortality.
I fear less for Raina. She is an excellent rider, able almost to blend into a centaur with her horse, and there is that in her face that bespeaks both passion and control.
Jeb leads the way as before, as fast on two feet as we astride. Power radiates from him like a visible aura, speed and agility coupled with raw animal might.
Jean-Marc has sown the wind; tonight he shall reap the whirlwind.
This I swear.
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