“Hurry!” Mu shouted over his shoulder, as he ran along the tunnel.
Breathing in ragged gasps, Mei stooped forward and clutched her knees. “Just a moment.”
“We may not have a moment” replied Kun gruffly, adjusting the heavy bundle slung over his shoulder as he emerged from the shadows behind her. “We need to move, now.”
With a deep sigh the girl rolled her eyes, stood up straight and jogged after her little brother.
Soon they reached the faerie bridge, high above the narrow crevasse that separated this world from their own. No sooner had Mu set foot on it however than the trio heard a distant buzzing, as if of a swarm of angry hornets.
In moments, the rapidly approaching cloud of tiny bodies revealed itself to be a vast army of faerie soldiers, their engraved armour and sharp looking weapons glittering in the bright sunlight.
“Run!” Mu shouted.