Chapter 8:
Shih hissed and crouched into a defensive posture. The claws of her right hand gouged the stone floor, ready for the attack.
Helena spun, searching for the source of the German officer’s voice, but only found the three other women in the treasure room. There was magic in the air, she could taste it, but she was not skilled enough to locate the source. She could sense all hell was about to break out.
Phoebe and Rosa dove for cover. The stacked chests provided ample places for shelter. Herr Kapitän proved repeatedly he’d have no qualms about firing before asking questions. Odd he hadn’t attacked yet. Helena considered it even stranger the man had snuck past the small army in the room above. Magic must be involved, but she wasn’t skilled in detecting spells cast.
His voice boom
