Heidi screams at the brutal mutilation of the poor Moon Blessed who died when he was just this—this close to escaping back home.
And just like that, they're down to the last handful.
Morgan. Grayson. Andre. Val. Heidi. And Junie who is cowering inside her shield, eyes still darting with anguish.
Grayson steps into the center, blood is on his chest and his blade is still humming with energy. He turns to Heidi, his voice sharp as command steel. "Heidi. Take them. Jump through now. We'll cover you."
Heidi's heart aches at the thought of risking Morgan and Grayson while she and her friends leave. Those assholes are actually trying to risk themselves for them.
Oh, who would have thought?
Her instinct screams for her to argue, stay, and fight at their side even though she's seen how powerful they are to know they can handle themselves. But one glance at the swarm pressing in, at the dozens of demons still hungry for their flesh tells her this is the only chance.
