Chapter 90Darting among the crystalline pillars, Shakespeare raced around and cut off Genghis' charge toward the middle of the chamber. Changing partly into bat form, Shakespeare raised his razor-sharp claws and lunged headlong at Genghis.
Genghis snarled and flicked aside Shakespeare with one swipe of his arm. "The truce is over!" Genghis laughed as Shakespeare tumbled to the feratu-littered floor. "In case you haven't figured it out already!"
Shakespeare quickly regained his feet and sprang. Roaring, he gashed his claws across Genghis' chest, etching bloody tracks in the flesh.
He might as well have tickled him with a feather.
Genghis laughed and grabbed Shakespeare by the wrist. "I've been dying to do this!" He hauled Shakespeare toward him and plunged a fist deep in his gut.
