We were sprinting downstairs like crazy with our bats and swords in our hands. A few of the guards were carrying guns, but what’s weird was that this girl had woken up the entire building.
“What is up?” I reached for Josie, who was trying to look through the window at her wounded guards. The storm and rain had made things harder for us to examine from the inside.
“Somebody needs to go outside,” Isla announced very courageously. Isla, Matteo, and Josie were the best fighters here, I have learned a lot from them. I knew the instant they go out; this girl will be in trouble.
“I will go out,” Josie held the shotgun in her hand and eyed at the guards to open the door.
“She is asking us to let her in. She is not ready to talk if we don’t let her in.” A man spoke, who looked very badly bea
