He jerked awake to sunlight searing his eyesthen heard the pained cry, which must have woken him. It sounded
Clambering to his feet, he tried to move. "Let me go! It's Korin, damn you. It's the High Priest."
He must come.
"He's hurt!" Alrin snapped around, hands fisting at his sides, and he almost wept when he saw a hand come around the edge of the archway, followed by Korin, who looked gaunt and ready to fall over, his clothes stained with red and sticking to him but still alive. "High Priest "
Korin paused and slowly lifted his head, staring at Alrin through wet, blood-matted clumps of hair. Alrin sucked in air through his nostrils, words lost. Korin's eyes had gone bluesolid blue, with the pupil and everything lost.
He stumbled into the prayer chamber, and the rainbow shimmer wrapped around the wall again, the shadow glowing with a blue aura. Priest of the Broken Heart.