Chapter 146 - The Finesh

"Go Woofles! The dead guys done so we just have to reach the end! Mush! Mush!" Yells Sarah Happily as they pass the cloud of smoke that was Carlisle and his mount, the smoke glowing brightly as a beam of light slams through it and disqualifies the emperor wight. The girl smiles in joy as the wind throws her hair behind her, the strange woodland creatures watching her nervously as she passes them with a whoosh. Looking behind her she spots the approaching form of Tyr and the distant spec of another form far behind her. Nodding happily, Sarah steers her mount forward as a large creaking is heard from ahead.