Clara guessed there would be additional precautions in place once she entered The Tower. The moment she opened that door, Clara heard several weapons being drawn.
Julia, who was right behind Clara, responded to the sound by stiffening up. By Clara’s count, they were surrounded by sixty hunters, full-fledged and presumably more experienced than the acolytes they dealt with before. The angel maintained a smile even as Agnes slammed into the back of the werewolf.
“Sorr…(y)” Agnes said.
A statement that was swallowed whole by this expansive space.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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