Redge stalled as his men shuffled along in formation behind him. He could see Forest’s wall in the dense trees ahead. How long could he draw it out? Were Syrus and Forest far enough ahead of them that they could follow without interference? Redge held up his hand and the troop stopped. “There,” he said, pointing out the wall for the rest of them to see.
The troop moved ahead until they reached the wall. “How do we get through the gate?” one asked.
“We don’t need to,” Redge said. “They aren’t here. Use your nose.”
Every vampire in the troop took a communal sniff.
“So what do we do now?”
Redge turned and gave his men a stern look. “We follow them.”