Free The Baldari (Book 3) by Bob Blink Page A

woman was a force that represented great danger.  The connection between viewing the woman and the attacks was also instructive.
    “Mitty’s strange viewing?” Ardra asked.
    Rigo nodded.  “We don’t know where she is, or what she wishes, but given what we know of Mitty’s talent, it is certain she exists.
    “You believe she is behind the Baldari attacks?” Major Tarnar asked.
    “There is nothing to support my belief, but I sense it to be the case.  I also sense there will be many more before she is finished.”
    “Why does she remain in this odd place you have described rather than pressing her objectives more directly,” Tarnar asked.
    “Mitty sees that she is partially trapped by a kind of magical energy that encompasses most of her body.  The others in the chamber are totally enclosed within the cocoon of energy, except the two who appear dead.  This woman has her head and left arm exposed, which might be why she is active.  There is simply too much we don’t know.”
    “We know she is a threat,” Ardra countered.  “Our forces must be on constant alert.  Somehow we must find where she is and take action.”
    “That will most likely mean following the Baldari back to where they originate,” Rigo said.  Even as he said it, he sensed it would be a very costly and difficult effort.

Chapter 8
     
     
    Mitty kicked back the covers with a moan and said, Not again!”
    “Another dream?” Rigo asked sleepily.
    “They’re attacking.  This time in Kellmore once again.”
    Rigo knew she meant the Baldari.  “Where are they this time?” he asked.  It had only been a couple of days since the atypical terror attack along Sedfair’s coast that had resulted in a large number of deaths, but no noticeable gain for the fearless warriors.  Rigo, like everyone else, wasn’t sure what to make of that attack. 
    “They’re back in Roin.”
    That wasn’t entirely accurate.  The last time they hadn’t gotten anywhere near the city.  Roin was the port city along Kellmore’s southern coast they had attempted to attack when Nycoh had destroyed the entire force with her display of raw power out in the desert.  Rigo wondered what in the city attracted the invaders.  He itched to go and help, but he knew if he was needed someone would have already been dispatched to find him.  It was unlikely that would happen.  He was in Sedfair, all the way across the Ruins.  Teams had been put in place both to watch for a return of the Baldari riders, and to respond to them.  Unless something had gone very wrong, the invading force would have been tracked, and met with a large force of combat qualified wizards when they reached their destination.  Rigo’s presence wasn’t required, and sending someone all the way to Sedfair just to inform him wasn’t likely.  He’d learn in the morning with everyone else when the daily courier brought the news to Queen Rosul.
    “Have the Three Kingdoms responded?” Rigo asked as he forced himself awake.  They had gone to bed late, and then had engaged in other more personal activities for some time, finally drifting off only a few glass earlier.
    Mitty nodded, her own eyes open now, the vision fading as she came fully awake.  Sometimes it lingered, and Daim had suggested that with practice she would be able to hold the visions while fully awake.  Mitty wasn’t sure she wanted that ability.  What she saw was often far too distressful, but Daim had suggested the ability might prove useful, and had encouraged her to pursue it.  This time it wasn’t happening, and the scene from the far off city lost its sharpness and color, then faded away completely.
    Mitty’s dreams had proven accurate, but an unreliable indicator to the attacks.  If she had a dream, one could be certain that the visions were real, but she didn’t always have visions when an attack was underway.  In other ways her abilities were becoming more defined.  She had regained the visions of the strange