Through a window in town hall, Golden Writ watched in terror as the stingtails invaded, as Obsidian threw off her brother and loomed over Granite.
Hunter or not, Writ refused to let a friend be harmed through his inaction. He ran out into the the hallway and towards the front door.
Two attacks in two days… and Obsidian only betrayed them when other stingtails attacked… There was a familiar pattern there, something that lingered at the edge of Writ’s memory and… Oh no.
Skidding to a halt by the front door, a blinding flash of light flooded the entire town.