Attack!" Kendra yelled.
As one, the circle pressed in toward Ethan. He did the only thing he could think of. Using his powerful legs and a single flap of his wings, he sailed over the older fellows and out of the kill circle.
The older fellows all backed up toward him, showing him their backs and leaving themselves completely open to attack, even though they'd doubtless seen him jump over them. They fanned out, forming a protective semi-circle around him as the rest of the thugs fanned out again.
One larger half-circle of thugs surrounded the smaller half-circle protecting Ethan.
"Hailey told me what you did for her." One of the older fellows said. He looked to be at least fifty with wispy white hair, a large bald spot, and raggedy clothes. "I'd rather die helping a good man-- err,
