an ache between his eyes. "I have enough energy left to conjure us a mobile home. I think. But I'm going to have to feed soon and—"
His voice broke off as another Adoni appeared. His eyes flamed red an instant before he saw Seren. The air crackled as two more came through.
The Adoni rushed them.
Anir grabbed one while the other two went for Seren. Kerrigan swung his sword to drive one back.
Seren used her powers to blast the other, but it had no effect on him. She struck out, and her blows glanced off him.
The Adoni grabbed her hair and laughed. The air around them shimmered as if he were about to take her back through time.
Panicking, she saw Kerrigan toss the one he was fighting toward Blaise, who then engaged him so that Kerrigan could run toward her.
Before he could reach them, Garafyn grabbed the Adoni who held her and flipped him on his back. "One vegemite Adoni made to order. Eat 'em up, grump."
Seren cringed as Kerrigan placed his hand over the Adoni's chest. The creature screamed out in pain while Blaise killed one and Anir finished off the Adoni he was fighting.
She watched as the color came back into Kerrigan's face even as it faded from the Adoni. She wanted to look away, and yet she couldn't. She was mesmerized by the brutality of what Kerrigan had to do to survive. Damn Morgen for doing this to him. It wasn't right that Kerrigan had been turned into this because of one woman's sadistic nature.
But even as that thought went through her, Kerrigan let out a relieved sigh. When he came to his feet, he was again the fearsome knight she'd met in London.
Garafyn appeared to smile. "Good to the last drop, huh?"
"Don't start with me, Garafyn," Kerrigan warned. "I'm now in position to pull your wings off your back and laugh while I do it."
"Point well taken."
Kerrigan led them over to what appeared to be a road, only it had an odd black surface to it. She'd never seen anything like it. It was hot, with lines, both broken and straight, painted over it. No sooner did they reach it than a giant…something appeared out of nowhere.
It looked like a big, long box with wheels. It was too big to be a wagon.
"Is this a house?" she asked.
"Kind of," Anir said. "It's a mobile home."
She was baffled by his words. "How can a home be mobile?"
Anir laughed. "Step inside and see."
Kerrigan opened the door. "He's right, Seren. We need to get inside and get out of here before more come through."
Seren followed Blaise into the peculiar device. Blaise pulled her toward a table that was flanked by two benches while the gargoyles came in and tucked their wings around them. Kerrigan joined them, then shut the door.
"I'll drive," Blaise said.
"Duh," Garafyn said. "Kerrigan needs to rest. Anir and I would get us pulled over since I don't think cops are used to seeing statues driving, and queenie over there would kill us since she's never seen a highway or car before." He paused as if another idea just occurred to him. "You do know how to drive, don't you?"
Blaise gave an evil smirk. "Guess we'll see , huh?"
Garafyn looked sick to his stomach. "I really hate mandrakes."
Kerrigan shook his head at the gargoyle. In a strange way, he was beginning to like Garafyn, and that actually scared him.
"Relax," he said to Garafyn as Blaise moved to the front to take the wheel. He looked up at the mandrake. "Make sure you stick to the back roads."
"What? You don't want a major fight in a U.S. city?"
"I could care less about that. But we need to move fast, and I don't want to hit a traffic jam."
"Good point." Blaise took a seat, then started the engine while Kerrigan moved to the small row of seats so that he could close his eyes and rest for a bit.
Blaise pulled them onto the road and started down the empty highway.
Seren scooted out of her bench and followed Kerrigan to the back. All things considered, she was being remarkably calm, but then after Camelot, the marvels of the twenty-first century were probably mild for her.
"What?" he asked as she sat down by his side.
"They're going to find us again, aren't they?"
He sighed at the fear he heard in her voice. Part of him wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know how to do that. So instead, he chose to be