27
“Everyone draw close,” Kaia shouted. “Make a circle! Protect Mother!”
Creatures sprung from every wall. They came from the ceiling, clutching the metal rafters, sending down a cavalcade of stones. Strong, fast, sharp, deadly. Everywhere.
And in the center of it all, Ono stood, unable to move.
“Let me go! I need my legs.”
Only if you’re using them to run out of here.
Trina passed her fingers over the remaining supplies in her bandolier. “I can hold off maybe four or five.”
Save her and we die. Let me get us out. You’re too weak.
Ono turned away, speaking through clenched teeth. “I don’t need you.”
You do. It’s why I’ve always been here. I’ve always handled the things you couldn’t.
A scream as a heavy-set gangster went flying across the room. The others closed ranks around him,
