The flap of the tent flew open, and half a dozen armed men rushed in, blades gleaming under the dim lantern light.
"You sold us out," Tracy hissed, stepping back into a defensive stance.
Haran chuckled, sitting back in his chair. "Nothing personal," he said. "Just business."
Tracy dragged him by the neck, her eyes locked on his, "what have you done uh?"
The man lifted his hand up in defense, "nothing, I swear…."
Tracy wasn't buying it.
Tracy turned to Selene with disdain, "if you didn't bring us here, this wouldn't have happened."
"What did I do now?" Selene asked, staring straight at Tracy.
"We're surrounded! Can't you see?" Tracy barked, staring round, to see Dean's men coming out as though they've been there all along.
"Stop this, Tracy." Vardy began, "this isn't time for this."
Ferah on the other hand was looking for a safe route for everyone, while luthor was scanning their circle to see their formation.
