"But... where are Sam and Different?" asked Euro, to no one in particular, amid the fray.
He threw himself back in the sky, flapping his arms powerfully, gaining quote with every push of his feathers over the air. The sun was being blocked by a thick, low mantle of clouds. The wind was chilling, and scarce flocks of snow began to fall.
Ed was scanning the area with his eagle sight, when finally the blue hairs of Adem took his attention. Repaired between the overturned cart and the wall of a big hut, Different and Sam were defending the lying form of Grimm and the tied up killer of Epicentre from a few, still free Archers.
Euro simply retracted the feathers, instantly diving down, his hawk-bill axe held with both hands. The impact over two archers was devastating, their skull exploding in a mess of brain matter, blood and bone fragments.
Euro rolled away, jumping and landing on his feet right in front of a third archer. The hawk-bill entered his body at pelvis height, and exited from his hair. The two halves of the archer fell on the ground at opposite directions.
Ed turned, ready to jump at another archer, but there was no one still alive. Their corpses were lying down,each one with a short arrow at the base of their neck. Brianna was hovering a few metres above.
"Thanks, Bree" whispered the Italian. Then he walked to the cart.
Behind it...
