“Heads up,” Sprite said. “More incoming.”

Sprite hustled to her left. Helen kept close to Scotty. A large fireball hit the ground again between the two darts, huge chunks of debris scattering everywhere. But Sprite’s strategy seemed to be working. This explosion was much closer to Sprite than it was to Helen or Scotty.

It still bothered Sprite why Scotty had run like he had. She had only wanted to learn where Randal was. She was even willing to pay for Scotty’s services (though he did still owe her from before). But now was hardly the time to discuss it.