Dante looked on in a stupor of horror. Colin Battaille and Tano Violante screamed and cried. Mr. Zhora knelt beside Colin and held him close. Fernando positioned himself protectively between Tano and Eric’s b****y body.
Dante instinctively made another headcount. Of the original thirteen boys that had come on the field trip, only ten still lived. Thank goodness Zbrowen and Jake had gotten away.
Mr. Deel looked on with interest. “If I’d been a betting man, I would have lost money on that fight. I’d have put all my cash on the blue one. Who would have thought a human boy could fight so well?”
The doctor nodded. “When that yellow one wakes up, it’s going to be very embarrassed. Mr. Deel, other than this skirmish, I believe things went extremely well.”
“Yes,” agreed Mr. Deel. “Even the Naz
