Mallory threw a fireball, hitting the one on the right at the same time as Ryan’s arrow struck him. Two more arrows struck him, bringing him to his knees. Emica and Jorgen burst out of cover, going for the second archer as the rest of them attacked the other one again. He landed face first in the dirt and they focused on the one Emica and Jorgen attacked.
The two shapeshifters stood over the still bodies, scanning the area. Mallory glanced around too. Nothing else moved. She stepped closer to Ryan. “Do you think anyone in Velkden heard us?”
He shrugged. “Let’s get them out of the open and see what they have before we continue to the village. If we can take them out a couple at a time, we’ll easily manage this.”
“If there’s only thirty in the village, then we’ve got twenty-eight left.”
