winter sword

The Winter Lady let her head fall back and let out a banshee shriek that could have been heard from one end of Chicago to the other.
It was answered from thousands of throats, a great, baying chorus of screams.
Ah. So that’s what had been keeping Molly so busy lately.
She’d been building an army.
She lifted the pale white sword, and thousands of gleaming weapons rose in response. Then she dropped the sword, and the army of Winter went abruptly silent and rushed forward across the sleet-riddled ground.

Battle Ground Chapter 29, Page 272