Carra
had no challenge seeing the beauty and grandeur of the Spirit's presence in
this magnificent landscape. At the same
time, the splendor of the day made it nearly impossible for her to comprehend
the monstrous threat of the Valkea's existence at the roots of the mountains, a
presence growing and spreading like a canker in the darkness. Somewhere beneath the loveliness of sun,
snow, rock and sky was an evil underworld of staggering dimensions.
From
what she had been told, it was a two-hour ride to the place where Wehgert
routinely dropped off his supplies to the horde. He had confessed there was a cave entrance
hidden by an overhang of rock just inside one of the side valleys. The Valkea shielded this entrance from discovery
from prying eyes so even though it wasn't far from the road, it had never been
seen or its existence even suspected.
Carra knew that many of the soldiers assumed that they would be attacked
near or at this place. If that were so,
they had but an hour remaining before they would be attacked.
She
felt a heightening of tension in the pit of her stomach, but wasn't afraid of
the emotion for she was playing a vital role and was proud of her
contribution. When the Valkea took the
offered bait, she would surface, exposing herself and her hellish horde to the
powerful forces of Unaya. The Valkea
would face complete destruction, for Carra had absolute faith in the King and
Queen's ability to overwhelm their opponent.
Then they could turn their attention to the Valkea's lair and cleanse
the world of the unholy offspring she was producing and nurturing deep within
the bowels of the mountains. She and her
dark world would be destroyed and it would be done in a manner that wouldn't
endanger the King's life.
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