Chapter 41
She must have screamed, and the sound she made stopped Kirra from squealing. She flopped down at the edge of the well. She was sure she would see either the dark bottom of the well that had sucked Zach down to Hell’s gate or his dead body sprawling on the ground. Neither was something she wanted to see. But to her delirious surprise, Zach clung to the wall of the well, jabbing his dagger into the wall for purchase with one hand and, with the other, gripping the uneven surface and working his way up.
“Rope!” Kirra shouted and darted to her camping bag. She pulled out a roll and wrapped it around a tree trunk then threw the rest down the well. Every movement she made was artistic and precise, coming from years of experience in the camping business. Mya jumped out of her way.
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