Ella looked back at her group of starved and malnourished witches with regret. They were so close to meeting up with Wolfe and the bus, but everyone was in terrible shape, and she wasn't sure that they could carry on any longer.
If she pushed them, then many might not make it at all, but asking an entire busload of freed prisoners to wait on them all night long while the group rested was too much.
"What should we do? I don't think that they can press on any further, and we don't have time to wait another full night for them to recover enough to make it to the road." Christa whispered to Ella with worry.
Ella focused her resolve and forced a smile at the other witch. "There is always time. It might not seem like it, but Wolfe will wait for us if we need the time. He's not the sort to abandon his friends, so if we need a night for the group to rest, he will give it to us.
