Suddenly a cannon ball hissed so low above the crowd that everyone ducked.
She hissed at the pain.
"Katie," Ully hissed, as if they were kids hiding under the porch and not in the obvious line of sight of everyone in the room.
Damian hissed beside her, his grip on her neck tightening.
It was dark. The dual moons of the underworld were high overhead, another sign she hadn't slept more than an hour or two. The trees overhead hissed as the branches moved like snakes in a soft breeze. Gabriel held out a hand and pulled her up, silent despite his size and small armory of weapons.