“We what?” I asked.

  “Slide.” Johnnie sighed, “Watch.”

  He walked over to the edge of the road. Mount Terra had roads that spiraled up it to the peak. Each level was smaller than the one below it, but there was over a ten-foot drop if you jumped off the side of the road to a lower level.

  “We can’t jump that,” Michael pointed out. “It’s too far.”

  "Oh, ye of little faith.” Johnnie rolled up his sleeves. Bright blue runes littered his arms, outlined by the tattoos that danced around his body. I had meant to ask him the stories behind his ink, but the right time had never presented itself.

  Johnnie touched one of the runes on his right arm. A cold blue glow covered his right hand as he bent down and touched the edge of the road. Ice grew where he touched, racing down to the ground. In a few minutes, there was a steep ice slide down to the next level.

  “Cool.” It was all I could think to say.

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  Johnnie snickered, “It is, isn’t it?”

  Michael shook his head and slid down the slide. I followed with Johnnie bringing up the rear.

  I looked at the slide. “What do we do about that?”

  Johnnie shrugged, “It’ll melt.”

  “But won’t they figure out how we escaped?”

  “Girl, by the time they find this, we’ll be long gone.” Johnnie grinned, “I guarantee it.”

  “Over here!” A man down the road yelled, “They’re over here!”

  “That didn’t take long.” Michael readied his bow.

  “Shut up…” Johnnie grumbled, pulling out a blue wand, “It’s not my fault.”

  I drew my yellow sword as a group of five men ran up the road. I waited for the fear to bite like it had the last few times I’d been chased by Mouse’s men, but it was barely a whisper. Five thugs didn’t scare me much when I had Michael and Johnnie standing with me.

  Three thugs. Michael shot one of the lead ones in the throat. Johnnie’s wand didn’t fire as fast, but at closer range, he had scored a lucky hit. The slowed man hadn’t been able to melee.

  “Hey!” Johnnie grinned at us. “Don’t die!” he whooped as he charged his opponent.

  Michael blocked the one on the left and pivoted so the outer thugs had their backs to the middle one.

  I gripped the hilt of my sword tight. “Let’s do this!” I screamed.

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