The people and cars thinned as they neared their destination. "Almost there," Jorick whispered, and led them up an alley, their backs against a building. It should have been a busy area, but the buildings around it stood dark and empty. Some showed stress damage; cracks and chips, broken windows, and flashes of soot. Katelina imagined that they'd been evacuated and forced to remain closed after the attack.

Jorick came to a stop and Katelina peered around him to see the ...