Al scowled at his brother, holding the cat close to his chest and ignoring that comment. "We just need to get away, not make a stand. We shouldn't waste too much energy." When Lloyd suggested the Sun Room, he nodded. "That should at least slow them down."

The faint brush against his head made every hair stand up on end (how had it gotten behind him already?!), and he whirled around with his blade up against whatever had managed to sneak so close.