Roaring erupted in Hunt’s head. Sandriel’s triarii. The actual scum of the universe. They were coming here. To be part of this group. In this city. A knock sounded on the door, and Hunt twisted as Celestina said, “Come in.” Lightning crackled at Hunt’s fingertips. The door opened, and in swaggered Pollux Antonius and Baxian Argos. The Hammer and the Helhound.
