"Be careful!" Anna screamed.
A miraculous scene unfolded.
Gaven, along with his horse, vanished into the cabin as if striking upon ripples in the water.
Anna pulled hard on her warhorse's reins, and with a painful lift of its legs, the animal reared up, letting out a long neigh and unexpectedly flinging her from the saddle.
"Quiet!"
The moment Gaven disappeared, he burst out from the cabin, reaching out to catch the Maiden Priestess by her slender waist. In a single motion, he spun her around, dissipating her momentum completely, and the dazed Anna landed on her feet, still in a haze.
Gaven's recent outburst, filled with mental force, had quieted the previously startled warhorse, which obediently allowed itself to be led by him into the cabin.
As they passed through the cabin, the Maiden Priestess felt a distinct ripple of magic power. Clearly, this was not just a simple cabin but a spell she had heard of yet never seen before—a third-level spell—Leomund's Tiny Hut.
