Chapter 107

By the time Marc reached the cockpit, he was almost breathing again. None of the wounds his friends had suffered looked fatal. They were all serious injuries, to be sure, all torso shots, but nothing their gargoyle healing mechanisms shouldn't be able to take care of - though Damien, at least, would probably be stone for a good long while since his injury had likely punctured a lung, based on location. He must have stood when he saw one of the other gargoyles go down. The other good news was that it looked like most of the rounds had gone all the way through, so they wouldn't be healing with a bullet still inside them, like Marc. He'd have to have that taken care of when he got back to Quebec, but having to re-heal after the surgery would be a small price to pay.