My blood ran cold as the stench of iron filled the air.
"Do you smell it?" I asked the twins through the link. I knew we were about to see a blood bath before the twins even came to a stop.
"Blood." Their voices ran through my mind in unison.
I jumped off of Atlas, making my way to the crowd of men surrounding something. Denny looked up at me with a look I had never seen in his eyes before. I pushed my way through the men to see a young girl about fifteen nailed to a tree. Gashes and claw marks marred her body. Her once blonde hair was stained with her life force, and her mother and father were at her feet, screaming for the loss of their child.
"This was left with the girl," Denny said, handing me a wad of paper.
"I know you have it." was written across the paper in red. Those bas
