Running at top speed, she almost bowled the little man over as he stopped abruptly in front of her. Skidding to a stop beside him she had to bite back the scream at the sight that met her eyes. The mist wasn’t as thick here, broken in spots by the grove of trees. The gator they’d been pursuing had come to a stop on a little mound of dirt canopied by a snarl of dead branches. It wasn’t alone on its perch. It was joined by a bigger one, and this huge monster was crouching over a huddled shape that was undeniably Davi.
“What the hell is going on?” Trystan demanded over Ciarra’s crying as the rest of the group caught up.
“Davi,” Rissa cried in horror as she too saw what Alixa had seen. Raising her bow she nocked an arrow, but the little man pushed it away from targeting its intended victim.
