Chapter 7: Battle of Sky Tomb
Xarini steps forward. "Perhaps...perhaps I can be of help there." She looks up at the sky where Gwaelind's prison once rose. "When we were fighting troglodytes, I was there. I could help. Make a difference." She looks over at Klale, then down at the ground in sadness. "When we walked through the trials, I survived with the rest of you, largely due to your ability to keep me alive."
She looks up at Ryland, tears in her eyes. Her lips tremble and she wraps her arms around herself as if terrified. "When I was in that tower and the legends of old sought to destroy us, you strode out to face death with humor, without fear. There is, within each of you, power beyond my comprehension. That thing would have killed me in a single breath had I not stayed with Gwaelind and Delunar. You, you fought it and won. I-" Her eyes grow wide and she stares down at the ground, shaking her head. "I still can't imagine it, the reality of it, and I saw it happen!"
Tears pour down her cheeks. "Even at the end, I was in the tower as it was destroyed, as the remains began to fall, and I knew then that my time had come. I saw into the face of my own d-death and was so s-scared I could not even s-scream. Were it not-t for D-delunaur, I would have b-been no more than collateral d-damage, unworthy of even a footnote in the recording of this b-battle hand down and told throughout the ages."
She takes a deep breath, halting her sobbing speech. When she continues, she looks at Toben. "I cannot go with you. Not for lack of desire to do what is right, but because I am not one of you. I cannot stand at the side of legends and hope to survive in this onslaught. You speak of the most ancient of evils as if he is an obstacle to overcome on your way to wherever you are going on a journey. His name alone, to those who understand, drives normal men insane with fear. I will deliver your message to Mairen. I will tell her that her son lives and that he will be found and returned to her by those who are able to climb the sky, to reach into the heavens and draw down the stars, and to storm the gates of Utumno and slap the Great Adversary on the cheek like a misbehaving cur. He will be returned to her on the backs of dragons, the very dragons who rather than devouring her child, took him to safety at the behest of her." She nods at Delunar.