“I see them,” Clio whispered. “A nymph and a chimera.” “How far?” Lyre asked. “Twenty-five yards,” Ash answered before she could. “Get down so the nymph doesn’t see your auras.” Lyre lay down on the rooftop and Clio flattened herself too. In the silence, the soft sounds of cautious footsteps grew audible. Lyre peeked