Marina hit the ground running before the standing stone finished moving.

She covered the thirty feet between her and the second stone in seconds, shadow magic already pushed out ahead of her, reading the buried thing at the base of it. Ragnar was right behind her. She could hear two of his wolves flanking wide on instinct, positioning without being told, and she noted that too, the way Shadowpaw fighters moved like water around an obstacle.

What she felt when her magic touched the buried object made her stop dead two feet short of the stone.

"Don't touch it," she said sharply.

Ragnar pulled up beside her. "What is it."...