I flew down the front stairs, fear fish-hooking into me. "What-"

Baruch and Drio, huddled around Rohan, looked up at the sound of my voice. The ensuing gap allowed me a close up look at the inside of Rohan's right arm. I clapped a hand over my mouth, swallowing hard against the taste of bile. Someone was keening and I had the sneaking suspicion it was me.

Baruch ripped his shirt off, making a tourniquet to staunch the bleeding.

"Kane!" Rohan failed to look ...