“You can’t leave. Or at least, not yet.” The shadow calmly said with a voice of silk. “You are anomalies too, and it looks like you have already had a run-in with that bird-faced reaper.”
She was looking at me. I had forgotten all about the deep cuts in my side, some of which still dripped with dark crimson sludge.
“Why not?” I retorted defensively.
“My name is Snezhana, what are yours?”
The girl answered with no hesitation, “Carla!”
“And my name is Wulfsige.” I felt as though I had to say it now. “Now answer my question.”
“I think I can help you. At this point, all three of us will descend to hell if we’re caught, but I know someone who might be able to end all of this.”
“Snezhana…” Her name was as foreign as mine was ancient. “I think you and I are the only ones who are in true danger. Komond is actually the one who turned Carla into what she is now, and