No safe place

"Noooo!" he screamed… and gasped as he gasped. Artam stood up. He stood near the snow-capped River. They smiled at each other with the figure. The figure was friendly. Artam filled his eyes when he saw the figure's friendly smile. Tamir… was there. "Right from here." We have to go and get inside the ring." The black cloak that protected Artam's naked body fluttered slightly.

Artam was moving more slowly than Tamir with his giant size. Tamir was floating on the snow. "What happened there?" Artam asked. Tamir told him about the shadows and the name of the woman he had seen. "I was in the middle of a city, Artam, when I touched him. I crossed a bridge, entered a city through huge gates set in high, pristine walls. It was a wonderland where every building was like a palace. A city hidden in the mountains. It was not stone, brick and tile. I could smell the scents; the scents of pungent spices, wonderful food, and countless flowers. There in the middle of the city was a round building, a white oval structure, a tent.

I stubbornly turned many corners to reach the tent, wandered through the streets of the magical city among the lush green mountains. Songs were singing in a language I did not know. I could not understand the words, but there were dozens of intertwined harmony and joy in those words. Young girls are dancing with joy. A woman was standing in the corner. He smiled at me, saw me there. That woman.. Then I smiled at her and suddenly found myself in the middle again. Was what I saw a dream?" Artam had no idea what had happened tonight. "We should ask Guva," he said. Tamir shook his head. "They're after us, and we didn't find what we were looking for, but before that we saw much more. The creature in the cave…" Tamir took a deep breath. "Tonight at the blood moon will call the Incapacitated," he said. "But before that, they must know what happened tonight." Artam was thoughtful and did not answer Tamir. No one was safe anymore as dark forces roamed this forest.

As they both accelerated towards the ring, Tamir stopped Artam at the sound he heard. "You heard that too?" he whispered. "Ice storm," Artam said. Artam unsheathed his sword and took a position to swing it. Tamir wasn't looking in his direction. "They're approaching," Tamir shouted as the loud voices rippled against them. He frowned and sighed deeply. He threw back his hand to reveal his sword, and saw it. A shining half-moon blade, a curved pointed tip..shot right…