THE SPIRIT CLAN'S PROPHECY
INTRODUCTION
I let out a bawl of terror. Hungry scarlet tongues licked toward me and my half-conscious friend, blocking our path away from the edge of the rooftop. Smoke billowed up as rain fell on the empty water tank; I chocked on it and began to cough. But the downpour was easing off, and the remaining flurries weren't enough to put the fire out.
A wave of heat rolled over me; instinctively I moved back and felt the unstable flooring begin to crumble beneath my feet. Scrambling away, I glanced down to see the street patched with flame and darkness. There was no escape that way, even if we could manage to climb down the windows safely amid the fire and rain.
"What is happening?" Aries was cowering under the searing heat. "Which way should we go?"
"We can't go anywhere. There's nobody to help us from the next block. We're trapped!"
