Jericho's Redemption Excerpt 1

Jerchio’s Redemption

The Obsidian camp lay in ruin. Glass from the windows, wood from the doors and furniture, and scraps of clothing were strewn all over the courtyard. Missing, thankfully, from the scene were the bodies of my friends and clan members. No blood either, as far as I could tell. It should have made me feel better, but it didn’t. A whole bunch of other grisly possibilities swirled around in my head instead.
“Jericho?”