Bab 980: Trying to Live Forever

Zashleigh Yates turned to Junior Witch Heartsong. 

The girl's eyes were the most striking blue she'd ever seen. 

--and she was the perfect picture of tranquility. 

Zash, herself, was able to keep her nerves on her first mission-- not that it was an easy task. 

There was something haunting about Heartsong's quiet gaze over the broken city, pockmarked by witchbolts and dragonfire. 

Maybe it was an Elven thing? 

Heartsong gave a gentle shake of her head, "Still, no response-- not from the Command Tent, nor from any other flights"

Zashleigh nodded quietly... "We'll try again in 20..."

"And... then what?" Asked Dessi, her voice oddly quiet. 

...It was a good question, but not one that Zash wanted to hear. 

She was highly reluctant to leave the area. Their elevated position made it easier to identify potential threats. Also, a rescue team traveling by broom could see them pretty easily.