Indistinct shouts from up ahead caught their attention. Someone crashed through the shutters of a second-floor window, striking an awning on the way down that broke his fall before tumbling to the ground.
Danica brought the wagon to a halt, but Charlaine, sensing danger, drew her sword as she climbed down. The man stood, shaking his head. He looked familiar somehow, but she struggled to remember where they had met before.
Looking up and down the street, a roar from above drew his focus. A strange-looking creature, humanlike, but with sickly blue skin, stared down from the window above, baring its fangs.
Squeals of terror erupted from the surrounding crowd, who immediately began running away in fear. The man, a warrior from the look of him, shook his head once more, then spit blood onto
