“Where did they go?” Mort asked, not expecting a response. They had just entered the woods; behind them he could hear that massive tree moving. He wanted to go back and try to help them, but he would be next to useless against the tree monster or Belial.
“More importantly, what the hell are we doing chasing them? We don’t even have guns and they’re cold-blooded killers,” Bertram said.
“We can’t just let them take her. Even if Silas wins against Belial, they’ll just kill her. We have to do something. The question is which way did they go?”
As soon as they stepped out of the field, the darkness in this area of the park had become complete. He could see a little way into the woods, but the men and girl were gone.
“This way,” Michael said, appearing at his side. “I can see better an
