Chang Chang squinted through the smoke of a dozen fires that raged on this side of the riverbank. The battle had begun to shift, the dwarves pouring across the river at the sound of a horn. Abron and Obarn stood at the bridges, shouting to anyone within earshot to fall back. The yaomo forces seemed confused by the sudden exodus and did not immediately follow. Perhaps they sensed a retreat and wanted to take advantage of the lull in the fighting to regroup and hit the dwarves while they fell back to more secure ground.
Chang Chang saw this from her vantage on the ledge at the edge of the cavern, the same spot where she and Ju Fenghad watched Ongara and Arngam's wedding. It felt like many days ago.
"He'll do it now."
Chang Chang said as she levitated to the ground. Sull and Ju Fengstood waiting for her. She rubbed her hands up and down her arms.
