Chapter 39 The Edge Of Eternity

Kaiza's breath came thick in his ears, for the suffocating darkness seemed to close about him like a living blanket of shadows that writhed and slithered, eager to drag him into oblivion. His hands shook as he tried to grip the sword; the weight was too much for him, and it slipped from his fingers yet again. The cold was now unbearable, gnawing at his bones; every breath he took cut like inhaling broken glass. But just as it seemed his world was completely going to come crashing down around him, a single word, shrill and commanding, cut through the chaos.