Gary's POV
I awoke to a mighty headache that wouldn't leave my senses. My throat hurt and I could taste blood at the back of it. Letting my eyes adjust, I sent magic through the ground, a search spell to find everyone else. "You better stay still if you know what's good for you," a deep firm voice reached my ears.
The search spell brought back my results… The Artarak lay in ruins, all defensive barriers having given way to the force of the Turtle. Obsidian lay a few metres into the crash site, buried under some of the rubble, breathing and alive, but unconscious. Claire lay not far from me, but she too was knocked out and a blade soared in the air above her.
