Ice Wraith Rider

The three separated, and Josh advanced until the dark form of the center ice wraith loomed over him. Now he could see the face of the warrior on its back. He was grinning and shouting for the monster to kill.

Josh didn’t want to slay the rider, but he had seen too many friends, companions that he had learned to trust, going down under the wraiths’ fangs and claws. He bent his bow, drew a dead bead, and released the arrow. It caught the warrior above the armor that protected his chest. He fell backwards.