Chapter 32: Plan B or C... or whatever just run
"Sol? Pat?" Felicity whispered as she bounded around the corner in lion form. Viv and Cass followed her warily. "We're being followed I think. Something is toying with us, and Viv is injured." Sol had already sensed the gash on her furry arms and attempted to repair the damage, but it oozed the same foul taint his own wound possessed – they kept coming back! He did his best to corral the damage – to concentrate the ooze and try to keep it walled off, but it just kept coming back. They hadn't trained for anything like this, and he didn't even know if he could deal with a non-emergency!
"Yeah. Same here," Sol said, trying to figure out what part of their strategy this was. Their confidence waned as they looked into the darkness for a faceless enemy.