Leven Thumps and the ruins of Alder

Rast looked at all the thousands of sycophants. He watched as wave after wave of attackers rolled off the gloam and joined the battle. Two sycophants were hurled over their heads, flying back into the trees and crashing to the ground. "We must retreat," Reed said. Rast looked at Reed. "Let me at least get my hands dirty first." "But . . ." Rast screamed and then plunged down from the flat stone directly onto a huge rant. Reed shrugged, screamed even louder, and took on an enemy of his own. Excerpted from Leven Thumps and Ruins of Alder by Obert Skye All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.