Metal clashed behind us,the soldiers were faster than we thought. Their horns had already called twice, each one closer than the last.
Rhea led the way, her blade drawn low. Vesper stayed tight at her side, ready with bones in her fist and Selendra's tail flicked behind us like a whip as she moved.
I stumbled once on loose dirt but caught myself. The charm at my chest hummed louder with every step but Alma was still silent.
"Left," Rhea hissed, pointing toward a rock wall half-covered with ivy.
We followed,boots pounded behind us. The soldiers shouted orders, their dogs baying.
Rhea didn't slow. She ran straight to what looked like a plain wooden door built into the wall of stone. I almost shouted at her…there shouldn't be doors in cliffs. But she grabbed the handle and shoved it open.
"Inside, now!"
We pushed through. Selendra caught my arm and pulled me the last step before the door slammed shut behind us.
