"Daniel and I kept running. We could see the ridge now. Safety. Just get-- Something whizzed past me. "Dan--!" I whirled, shouting a warning, only to see him stagger backward, a dart embedded in his shoulder. Another zinged past my arm. Daniel yanked me to the ground. We crawled into thick bushes. I tugged the dart from his shoulder. He blinked hard, eyes unfocused. He shook his head to clear it. "I'm fine," he said. "Just a little woozy. Must not have gone in deep enough." I scanned the ridge, and I caught a flicker of light reflecting off metal. "Sharpshooter," I whispered. "But you can't do that with tranq darts." "These people can resurrect extinct supernatural races, Maya," Daniel whispered. "I think their technology goes a little beyond the norm."