Genoa had collapsed with her back against the window. Her head had dropped to her chest with her eyes closed. However, she was breathing. Her heart was beating. Without any obvious injuries, Eva had to assume that she had simply pushed herself too much. Between managing that golem and creating the wall that obscured the window, it wasn’t hard to guess how.
“Genoa?” Eva asked in a quiet voice from several paces away. She didn’t want to startle the former mage-knight. She was liable to get her head chopped off thanks to Genoa’s instincts and reflexes.
Sure enough, that single word was enough for Genoa to snap both her eyes open and her focus up. She held her hand out, keeping the tip of her dagger steady as her eyes focused on Eva.
“Eva,” she said, dropping her arm back to her side. “I see you’re alive.”
“I am. The hunter in the courtyard isn’t doing nearly as well. The other hunter ran away. Again.”
With Genoa’s focus down and the woman recognizing her, Eva finally felt safe to approach a few more steps.
“We should get you to a nurse. I don’t want to explain to Juliana why her mother died of exhaustion.”
As soon as Eva was close enough, Genoa’s hand shot out again. This time, lacking her focus. Her fist gripped the front of Eva’s shirt before she had a chance to react.
“Where is Juliana?”
Eva winced at the harsh tone of voice. “She’s fine. I left her on the roof where we fought the other hunter. Not a scratch on her.”
“Alone?”
Wincing again, Eva nodded her head.
“You didn’t think the hunter might return?” Genoa pushed Eva back, releasing her shirt. “Go find her. Ensure she’s safe.”
“But you’re–”
“I can handle myself. Get out of here.”
With the glare Genoa was giving Eva, she didn’t try arguing again. As before, she ran up the stairs. She skipped over her hallway this time. The clothes and equipment she had on already would work just fine.
Now that she was running, she realized Genoa was right. Leaving Juliana alone was stupid. How could she have done such a thing? Even if the crippled hunter didn’t come back, she
Juliana was human, but would a hunter stop to ask? Probably not.
Eva reached the roof and immediately started blinking through the air. Having just done this, it wasn’t difficult to follow her path back. Thanks to Juliana having already destroyed all the shackles, navigating through the remaining wards wasn’t an issue.
She stopped on the first roof. Saija was still lying on her stomach with a slowly melting shard of ice sticking out of her back.
Eva paused in her rush to find Juliana. On one hand, Juliana could be in trouble.
On the other… Saija was looking pitiful.
So Eva nudged the fallen succubus with the tip of her foot. “How are you doing?”
“Oh, just fine,” the succubus drawled without turning her head to face Eva. “This roof was so comfortable I thought I would just lie here a little longer.”
“In that case,” Eva said, starting to walk away.
“Wait! You can’t just leave me here! What if those hunters come back?”
“One is dead. The other hasn’t come back?”
Eva sighed. That was good news. If nobody had been around, Juliana should still be safe.
No longer in quite the rush, Eva knelt. Pressing one hand on Saija’s back, she gripped the icicle and yanked it out of her in a single twist of her hand.
Saija shouted out, clawing at the roof. “That
“Oh quit being such a baby.”
Eva stood, inspecting the wound. She could block off the blood vessels and keep her from bleeding out, but it didn’t actually seem to be bleeding that much. Maybe the ice had helped close off the punctured veins or maybe that was just natural demonic healing at work.
Either way, Eva shrugged her shoulders.
“It missed your spine. You shouldn’t be paralyzed or anything.”
“I hurt when I try to move.”
“Well, just sit tight here then. I’ll be back as soon as I’ve found Juliana.”
The succubus started to protest, but Eva ignored it as she walked away. Following her path across the rooftops, Eva reached the partially destroyed, partially glassed building.
The roof was empty. No Juliana. No metal-encased idol.
But that wasn’t surprising. Nothing to worry about. Juliana wouldn’t have wanted to stick around on an unstable roof. She would have gone down inside, maybe even down to street level.
“Juliana!” Eva called out as she leaned over the edge of the roof.
No Juliana down on the street. No answer either. She
Eva dropped down into the main building, landing roughly where she and Juliana had landed after the crack in the sky. Landing elsewhere could be dangerous. In fact, moving through the building could be dangerous. The kind of dangerous that wound up with her stuck in shackles.