Chapter 85
Michael’s gaze drifted over the survivors, his heart heavy. They all needed to rest a moment, to somehow find the strength to regroup and overcome the emotional maelstrom of being stunned, sickened and horrified by all that had happened. The villagers had seemed ready to help them fight a common enemy, but then revealed themselves as monsters. This day had been a vision of the power of evil.
The only good news was that Jake had managed to smear some of the poultice Charlotte carried on his gunshot wound and was feeling a bit better for it.
At least no one had been lost when the mercs attacked. Still, Michael couldn't imagine what the students must be feeling and thinking with four members of their group gone. Too much death lurked here. Too much horror.
“I’m ready to keep go
