Free Token Huntress by Kia Carrington-Russell Page B

time leading my raid team into the city, and it was something that brought me great distaste. Unsettlement lingered in the air. Our eyes stretched over the vast emptiness, and a swift breeze that swept through the buildings added a feeling of disorientation. Our eyes and ears were strained for movement, and the slightest noise, such as a cloth trapped in broken glass, would cause us to stop for a few seconds in alarm.
                  We hurtled around a large building. I gripped onto a dirty window ledge of a room with street level windows and a shadow streaking across the room took my interest. I gestured for the group to halt and they formed a silent wall around the window frame. Shards of glass edged from the frame. I wrinkled my nose at the pungent smell which emanated from within. I hesitated to walk in, wary that a group of sabers could be clustered inside. Tori obviously decided this was the time to display his bravery, because he stormed past me to the wooden doors of the entrance. Without hesitation I followed him angrily. I flagged everyone to keep tight, and soon we were creeping into a lobby. A dusty chandelier was the only remains of the building’s former glory. There was a counter on my right which had sustained obvious fire damage. On my left was what looked to be the silver doors of a large kitchen.
                  I halted everyone, raising my hand for them to stop. I trained my hearing on the sounds from within the building, and detected that Tori was near the stairs. I didn’t dare make any loud noises in case nearby vampires heard the echo. It was a dark room, but I now realized what I had seen in the window.
                  “Sabers!” Pac yelled.
    As he screamed a saber jumped onto the chandelier before plummeting to the ground. After it hit the ground, many more crept from the dark shadows. I shot one in the chest with my arrow. I aimed for another that jumped from above, but it also used the chandelier to jump to the ground, and I was unable to shoot straight. I shot another two in the chest as they ran out of the kitchen. It was a whole pack, just as I had dreaded.
                  Already Kora had raised her hand to the smaller group of sabers and Kasey enforced her gift by tightening her grip on their mobility. The sabers could not move and only their eyes looked around. Kora released her grip and then the sabers could move, but only within a small circle, where an invisible wall held them in — Kasey’s input. They were trapped. Pac ran along the circle, quickly cutting them down. They fell to the ground with blackened skin. The smell of death already filled the room.
                  Corso’s loud chainsaw pierced my sensitive ears as I continued to shoot more oncoming sabers. Why is there a pack so large? Teary’s scream echoed through the great room, grabbing my attention as I turned to see a saber’s large fangs driving deep into her neck. Her blood spluttered everywhere.
                  Corso ran for her with his chainsaw, swinging it at the saber’s neck, but as I predicted the weight of the chainsaw was too heavy and made him slow. Before the saber could tear into Corso, James stopped it, stabbing it in the chest with his sword. Another pounced on James, its fangs only just drawing blood on his neck before James exterior hardened to metal and broke the saber’s fangs completely. It squealed in agony before James adjusted his handle and stabbed the saber in the chest.
    I shot a saber which approached the two apprentices, who although were deflecting the three sabers that encircled them, clearly now understood how far out of their league they really were. I could tell by their expressions that although they fought fiercely, they were both surprised and frightened. This was what we were trained for. I unsheathed my sword, charging for them. One used his elongated claws to cut at me, but I quickly deflected it,