“Runner and warrior, side-by-side against it all…Blood and Storm and Death and Life balanced on the edge of their blades, to cry havoc and let themselves slip into the skin of true hounds of war.”

“ The ritual of Flight took place, and one by one, he gathered our souls and Names close, bringing them with his wings. There was no turning back from that point…And in the heart of that Storm, we suddenly found our safety. Or rather, we found our safety in the wings of the Storm Wraith.”