Chapter 43
The ground beneath Lucien’s feet began to crumble faster than he could move out of the way. Because he was standing in the middle of Eve and Henry, he fell first into the ever-growing hole. He clawed at the earth, but there was nothing to hold onto as it kept giving way. He couldn’t even find decent footing to jump from. Eve and Henry fell next.
Lucien was about to fly from the hole, when dirt began to rain down upon him. It wasn’t just a sprinkle, but a raging storm of soil and stones. They smashed into his body, pummeling and bruising his skin. He would’ve tried to block them, but he was too busy trying not to get sucked farther into the deepening hole.
“Can you teleport out?” Lucien yelled over the violent tempest. It was hard to see Henry and Eve through all the muck spin
