Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

There was no time to hesitate their pursuers were close behind.

Everett and Rafael exchanged a glance. Even if it was stupid and risky, there was only one method they could use flying while carrying their burdens.

Dylan and Jacob could fly on their own, but the other eleven men needed to be carried. That meant Everett and Rafael needed to do at least five or six trips back and forth. Under extreme fatigue and with their internal force severely depleted, it was a life-threatening task.

"Sir, I'm truly sorry for the trouble," Rafael said, his eyes full of remorse.

Everett sighed. "You're my only apprentice, and you've married the most troublesome girl in all of Meadow Ridge. If I don't feel for you, who will?"

Rafael wanted to say he was happy, but under his master's compassionate gaze, he swallowed his words. They would just have to carry their burdens. He knew that his master had a stubborn streak-if Everett disagreed with Rafael, the former would have made it clear. There was no more time for words. Rafael first carried Felix, while Everett took Thomas. The remaining people attended to Lawrence, and would wait for their return.

Rafael instructed Felix, "Hold on tight. Don't move except for breathing."

Felix nodded and clung tightly to Rafael's neck. Immediately, he felt herself lift off the ground, soaring toward the cliff face.

Rafael managed to grasp one of the small trees, but he couldn't rely entirely on it for support. After all, he still needed to repeat a few trips. He used his knees to brace against the cliff, searching for footholds but finding none. He shifted sideways, finding just a tiny protrusion to hold onto.

He used that leverage to climb further, but this time he had to angle to the left to grab another small tree. As he reached out, those below held their breath in fear, their hearts in their throats.

From below, the angle made it look like Rafael was dangerously close to missing his mark-but he managed to hold on.

to ease as Rafael

one knew how deeply their roots were planted, or if they could not withstand repeated strain. Everett's path was even more perilous, being steeper and riskier-one wrong move,

wiped the sweat from his brow. "Oh my god, this is so

their breath, not daring to make a sound. When Scott spoke,

Everett managed

Thomas were settled, Everett and Rafael slid down the cliff. Descending was relatively

grasped the small

around. With a final

the ground. They would only

and Everett were already breathless. They took a brief moment to rest before

to make six. The last trip was for Lawrence. He needed to be secured to Rafael's back as he was unable to hold

didn't have to make another trip, he descended with

I'll follow behind and watch your back for any issues," Everett said. Sweat soaked his back,

Rafael had

up, making it more difficult. Dylan and Jacob would accompany him.

anticipation. Lawrence couldn't hold Rafael on his own, and tying him

to grab a small tree. After catching his breath, Rafael made a second leap to another tree and gripped another tree, which

with the third and fourth trees, which he