Chapter Twenty-Eight“This way.” Bradan led at a fast jog. “Let's hope there are no cat-warriors here.”
“Let's hope there are,” Melcorka said.
Bradan grunted. “I see you're back to your normal peaceful self.”
“I've had enough of this place,” Melcorka said.
Astrid was at the door, wrestling with the lock. “You found her!” She seemed pleased. “I've been trying to get the sword so that I could help.”
“Is that what you were doing?” Melcorka pushed Astrid roughly aside. “Let me see.” She looked at the lock, banging it with the heel of her hand.
“Here.” Bradan tossed over the keys he had taken from Chattan. “Try these.” He looked over his shoulder, where a press of cat-warriors was approaching.
The first key did not fit, nor did the second.
“They're getting closer.” Bradan took up positio
