“What do they want Derrick?” Victoria asked watching the
women move closer.
“I don’t know but whatever it is, just do it.”
Kneeling on the ground in front of Victoria, the older of
the Nymphs chanted something over the corpse of their fallen sister and the
remaining three lifted her body and carried her away. She stood; a somber
expression on her face as she addressed the two. “The wolf that did this, where
is he?”
