He ran down the long hallway, moving as fast as he could manage. Apparently, one of the Wolves had bitten his leg during the fight, giving him a limp, he just hadn't noticed. He came to a bend in the tunnel, sticking close to the wall as he looked around the corner. There had to be a dozen of them down there, his improved night vision allowing him to see past them to the small cage that held Gail. He could make out Gail's scent among the others. It was the soft sweet smell of lilies after a rainstorm. Izaak looked down at the floor, guilt shaking him since it was his fault that she was in there. He fingered the silver sphere and was getting ready to use it when Gail screamed.
He looked up and could see Gail trying to scoot back further into her cramped cage as a Wolf reached for her. Izaa
