Chapter 665
Footsteps pounded toward them. Loren skidded around the corner. "Hey! What was allshit! You're killing them without me." His eyes landed on Katelina. "There you are. Did you find Jorick?"
"No, but we found Ishkurthe leader from the Kugsankal," she added for their benefit. "Verchiel's alone with him on the roof. There's no way he can take him alone."
"Why the fuck didn't you say so. Come on, pipsqueak." Micah motioned Loren with his gory hand and started down the hall.
"Wait!" Katelina cried after them. "What do you think you two can do? He's ancient!"
"Guess we'll find out," Micah called back.
She said a quick prayer they wouldn't get killed, then hurried downstairs. On the next floor, Oren, Jorick, and Brandle waited in the hallway. She hurried to them. "Ishkur. On the roof with Verchiel. Micah and Loren went to help, but they need more."
With a nod, Brandle banged on one of the doors. "Zander, are you coming?"
He leaned out and his eyes landed on Katelina.