A Shower of Rainbow Light

MICHAEL

Sweat stung my eyes but there was no use in wiping it away as I’d already done a million times - there was no rest in this battle, no time to catch my breath. By turns I was frozen to the core by the passing of a Svart-blade, all ice and shivers, and toasted by the breath of a Giant that singed my eyebrows. Cold and heat beat against me, wearying me, weakening me as surely as any steely blow.

I feared we would not prevail. I felt it in my warriors, saw it even in the way the shi’lil now flew lower in the sky, no longer shooting like falling stars, but stumbling across the heavens. The mounted Valkyries’ arrows flew, first one…and then another. Slow enough that I could see their pathway to Earth. Not like before, when we first came to this fight, when their arrows flew like lightning, so swift and deadly.