The Guardians of Daldaria

the wood's edge, moss ridd

might have been, bogs usu

at anything felt like when you

slucent body seemed to have left her emotions behind when...wha

rantically. Her hand phased through her

e up! What did

rolled to

ok like. I'm bor

nse. If sense were sand

ture if you didn't just take

mindlessly, clambering up the hill t

des, there's no time for niceties if we're

to have a smart re

awful lot of

ts eyes before dragging Mialtros's

I told you to hold still! Why must human bodie

ad needed help faster

eaved the thing at the st

ound's skin. It roared and jumped down at it

g the one biting Dad in the shoulder. He tossed it off

tation, snarling and fi

r bodies, as Mewl finally wobbled close enough to hel

down! You'll kill each other befo

ly pad, catching their sides. Mialtros latched onto their backs. Top heavy, th

phasing right though hers, 'til the hounds l

the bog. The red haired woman had lifted the elder i

I will deal wi

erall strap, dragging her

Grandma get up this hill and get the h**l out of here.

tely to shove the hounds back u

to him. We don't hav

at her. Then he lo

k Dad by the front of his shirt and thre

s them, trying

are this way! You lose control

s, flattening a circle of grass and mud around her. Extending his hands, guiding

I Mewl, God of Creation, in the

retty cool uh magic,

ted herself i

r unless you help me get m

en Mew's palms, globs of glitter

n't need to move for

o kill the hound

wering everyone in tacky moss,

hovered in the air. It moved slowly

d desperately, their bo

, clapping Mewl

estimated you! I'll

er family headfirst in the u

moved tow

an't breathe in goo lik

ers and slammed them back into the

her stomach, hand

itations of the human body.

hed again

was going to get her body back, and then she was going to d

p!? The hounds are trapped! There ain't a

th eaten away as it shrunk. The hounds were crumbling too. Skin melting from bone. Bones an

ake what should be renewed for their vile purposes. Your family has seen them. Has seen us work

r restraints, digging her fi

atural law! Mewl please!

palms tighter, g

given even to those you love! Reality

, kicking Mewl in the head. H

aints, reaching for Dad's

was soft. His

.for that whi

ched. The jell