Chapter 10
The Mage With the Monocle
LuizI was halfway to downtown, but the murder plant was right behind me. Its leaves crinkled as they unrolled from quick-shooting stems.
I’d been running for half an hour. Pain shot through my sides as a stitch clenched my muscles, and every breath set my lungs on fire. My arms and legs were sluggish and grew heavier with each stride. I could barely hold onto the teal pencil in my right hand. Not sure why I brought it along instead of shoes. Being attacked by freaky plants could do strange things to people. But shoes would have been nice. At this point, my burnt and bleeding feet were more open sores than healthy skin. It was a good thing I was up to date on all my shots.
I took a left turn onto Fleetwood Street where most shops were closing up for
