Battle for Cymmera. Dani-Lyn Alexander

it through the mountains. “What have you done, Elijah?” Jackson crumpled the scroll and pressed his clenched fist to his head. He had to get back. Now.

      “What’s wrong?” Dakota’s teeth chattered in the frigid air. His lips had already turned blue.

      Ranger didn’t look much better as he huddled shivering, his goatee and long, dark hair encased in ice.

      He had to get them out of there. “Come on.”

      “Where are we going?”

      “Home.”