Estios was already halfway across the street by the time Sam left the sidewalk. Chatterjee and O’Connor were only a couple of meters behind their leader. As usual, the tall elf was going to be the first one in. Hart hung back, pacing Sam. He knew she could move faster than that. Didn’t she feel the same urgency as the rest of them? They were only five people and a drone against the seven druids and an unknown number of flunkies. Sam wished Dodger and his Sandler were along, but the elf was still haunting the Matrix.