With moments to act I lunged for Thayen, grabbed him, and smashed his head into the nearest rock. That rock made up part of the Echnit circle.

If you’re going to redirect an Echnit circle in the middle of trans-realm travel, blood’s the only thing for it. If you’re masochistic, your own blood will do, as the desperation will come through nicely. However, violently extracting blood from someone else is much more effective. Under normal circumstances the blood of mixed species, such as demigobs, centaurs, or lawyers, is less desirable, though it’ll do in a pinch.

At once, I felt us being pulled in all directions at once, which I don’t mind telling you is rather unpleasant. Groden swore loudly. Kennet just narrowed his eyes at me. Thayen was either unconscious or feigning so. The poor brahgus covered his eyes with his front paws and swayed uneasily.

My girlfriend staggered to her right, then her left, then fixed her eyes on me again, “You call this fixing?!” I could only shrug and try not to puke.