Wolfe charged inside, his dark brown hair mussed by the wind and his long black coat open. He pulled to a stop as Verchiel appeared in front of him, his sword in his hand. "You get points for persistence!"
Katelina watched as Sadihra gave a soft little gasp and dropped back behind Iris and Agnes. It did no good; Wolfe had already seen her. He pushed Verchiel aside and strode towards her, his face set. "Sadihra!"
"Who the f**k is that?" Micah asked, still ready to lunge forward.
"It's an Executioner from Munich," Katelina muttered. "He's been chasing us since we left Germany."
"f*****g great." Micah straightened up. "You guys got anyone else coming we should know about?"
Cyprus shoved his way in front of Wolfe. Though he held no weapon, his posture said he was ready to attack. "She doe
