(Was the end of the previous chapter really the conclusion? How could that be? It merely gave a rough example.)
With Yvraine's forceful return through psychic resurrection, Commorragh's most inviolable prohibition had become nothing more than scrap paper mocking Vect.
Vect flew into a rage, flicked his sleeve, and turned to leave. The Kabal of the Black Heart that had followed him for many years decided to reclaim some dignity for their master.
The Kabal of the Black Heart's vast forces mobilized and launched an attack on Yvraine atop the platform, but Lin Fan and Visarch were not about to let Vect's underlings have their way.
Above them, skimmers clashed with one another. Wyches leaped through the air with blades and spears in hand, slaughtering Kabal warriors operating heavy weapons aboard the skimmers.
"Go find Yvraine. I'll find my friends." Lin Fan gave Visarch no more time to respond before diving headfirst downward.
He hit the ground and left behind a shattered crater, then strode toward Khan.
"What a... strange fellow..." No expression could be seen beneath Visarch's Incubi mask. He shook his head and urged the other skimmers to descend and pick up Yvraine.
Lin Fan ran a few steps and stopped some distance from Khan. "Hey! Stop fighting, we need to leave. Yilafren, you too. Stop standing there staring like an idiot."
"Wait, this guy's becoming a little hard to deal with..."
There were several cuts on Khan's body, left by Drazhar. He could clearly tell that the dual-bladed Incubi before him was getting faster and faster.
The Klaives in Drazhar's hands relentlessly assaulted Khan. Attacks that Khan had previously blocked completely were beginning to break through and slice his skin.
"We can't waste time like this. We'll miss the last bus." Lin Fan charged into the battle