Chapter 24: The Eight Seals, Part 2
He pushed on, swearing when he stumbled but immediately dragging himself back up. He had mud in places it had no business being and had given up hope of ever being dry again, but if they managed to survive the long night ahead of thema night too quickly descendinghe would declare it a victory.
They had just dragged the last of the bodies from the woods, piled with the others on top of a cropping of rocks not quite yet flooded out, when he heard the roar. It was faint, so faint he thought he had imagined it until it came a second time, and Yrian's head snapped to the sky. "Oh, my Goddesses." Yrian still could not speak, but Raffé had no trouble reading his lips.
"What is that?"