Every thought needed to be turned to surviving and getting there. His desire to find out what that evil witch meant was another reason he wanted to return with the armies of Coaltachin. He had no idea what power and danger they had been talking about. But on the heels of that recognition came the question, Why did she let me go? He had repeatedly pushed it aside. Why he had been freed, and what that evil witch had meant by his being a vessel of power, were mysteries heвЂ™d have to put aside. Hatu knew that letting despair overwhelm him was as sure a path to death as the one he had just escaped. He might as well have been dead perhaps that was even a better fate than what might lie before him. Even if Donte survived with relatively little damage, Hatu had no way of finding out where he was, let alone mounting a rescue. He had never felt this alone in his entire life and employed the mental toughness that had been beaten into him to force his mind away from helplessness. He felt tears rising and wiped them away. HatuвЂ™s heart sank further as he remembered that even if Donte were revived, the thing in the cave (he couldnвЂ™t think of her as a woman) would then use him.

Hatu knew that as long as he lived he would never be free of the image of his friend hanging motionless, seemingly lifeless. He kept breathing slowly, trying to absorb the horrors he had somehow survived.Дonte. Hatu was still as he waited for the pain, nausea, and sudden bout of dizziness to subside. He had nothing to throw up, but his stomach spasmed three times before he could catch his breath. He forced himself to sit up, then moved his head over the side of the boat as sudden dry heaving wracked his body. Besides the expected pain of bruises and ache of joints stretched by chains, there was another feeling: he felt like the very fiber of his being had been insulted, and an echo of pain from the shocking energy that had flowed through him still lingered. He moved to sit up and every inch of him protested.

Provisions still sat beneath the sail, which was ready to be hoisted, and the oars were neatly tucked to one side. The small boat was still tethered to the shipвЂ™s stanchions the water lapped just below the keel. He came fully awake and felt himself sway as he realized that he was back in the gig from which he and Donte had been seized. Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Epic, Action & Adventure, GeneralД«anging wood was the first thing Hatu sensed, the sound cutting through his hazy consciousness.

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