Chapter 42 Unwelcome Revelations

• In the aftermath of the dragon's collapse, the cathedral felt like a tomb. The few surviving soldiers of Lord Cassius's force had either fled or cowered behind overturned pews, too traumatized to continue fighting. My ghostly knights had managed to maintain their forms, but they looked as shaken as spectral warriors could be.
• I was barely standing, leaning heavily on Kael's supporting arm while Aldric checked me for injuries I couldn't feel through the magical exhaustion. The soul-bond between us was strained to its limits, both of us running on fumes and desperation.
• "That was incredibly stupid," Kael said quietly, but there was admiration in his voice along with the rebuke. "And incredibly brave."