In the Giant's Shadow, Chapter 13

Fire in the Morning Mist

Even as the roots slithered their way toward them, Renald gave a jovial laugh. “Very clever, my dear,” he said as he padded his way toward the gate alongside her. “Very clever indeed!”

It was the perfect choice. The gate was central to everything in Bothild’s nightmare, both as a point of power in the mortal realm and as conduit for the magics which sust…