“What the hell is going on out there?” The tornado abruptly died down and the red pieces of armour spread in every direction; the battle was no longer visible, and the rebels could only hope the chase was still on. The archers loaded their crossbows and floating magical arrows, and waited anxiously for the hunters’ arrival. Belle had already briefed them on what hunters were like; a mage, a shape-shifter, an assassin, a Reeper and apparently a possessed set of armour. From what Jack just saw, he was starting to regret making fun of her. Within a few more seconds, Axel rushed into view, then slowed down as he reached the courtyard and barely managed to stand up. He seemed to be in much pain. The hunters quickly followed, ready to attack. The assassin leapt off the winged beast, which trans

