Chapter 42 – Flight
“Hurry up,” Shariel shouted. She coughed and waved her hand in front of her face. “Get him down from there.”
Two Felids from Clan Chowaeish grabbed Jerry, one under the armpits, the other by the legs. They swung him towards the edge of the hayloft, once, twice, and then tossed him on the third swing. His limp form fell gracelessly down into the arms of the several Riflemen below.
“Let's go,” Shariel said, gesturing towards the barn door with her makeshift crutch. “This place is about to collapse.” The men of Wolf Platoon hurried out, carrying Harper with them. Shariel waited until the Chowaeish were out, and then she followed. She had barely stepped outside when a portion of the barn's roof caved in. She glanced over her shoulder, slightly unnerved at the timing.
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