Seeing the stance of the old man in front of him, the guard captain chuckled. A cold glint appeared in his eyes.
"Admirable. Pity you are so stubborn."
As soon as he said that, the robed figures jumped.
"Retreat!"
Hex hollered at the other people from the slum as he jumped over them. There was nothing he could do for them besides fighting with everything he had.
The others from the slums were shocked but that didn't hinder their retreat. The captain called them slum rats but people like them were more like cockroaches. Tenacious and prone to survive.
Some looked at the old couple with shock. A second ago Old George could barely stand but now she was flying up the wall?
Hex and Althea split up. Hex jumped to the front, she to the back. There had been no discussion. It wasn't needed. Both knew it was about either killing them or being killed by them.
Althea was closer to the wall behind them. She scaled it so fast that others mistook it for flying.
