Nathan yelled, “Come on!” and expected Jim to follow.
Jim did, without giving the victim, or the few people who had begun sticking their noses out from behind their doors, any explanation.
The panicked pace Nathan had taken on did not stop Jim from demanding his own explanation as they made their way down the stairs to the ground floor. “What happened!? What are we doing?!”
“Battlefield moved!” Nathan shouted in answer.
“We’re six stories up!”
Nathan didn’t quite know how to explain about the wings at this point. He bounded down the last set of stairs that would lead them to the door they had first snuck in, right out into the alley where Sasha and the succubus would have landed.
“There’s…a couple other things,” Nathan said, out of breath as he came to a stop.
“What other things?” Jim asked.