A major bridge across the River Keld had been destroyed – not by demons, but by desperate human defenders trying to stop a demon advance. The destruction had worked, but now legitimate travelers couldn't cross either.
"Detour adds three days," Seria said, studying the maps. "We'd miss the scheduled arrival at the Imperial Capital."
"Can we ford the river?" Damien asked.
"Not safely with this many people and this much equipment. The current's too strong, and we'd risk losing supplies or personnel."
They were discussing options when a local guard captain approached. "Lord Valcrest? I recognize you from the reports. You're the one who uses shadow magic against demons."
"I am," Damien confirmed cautiously.
