Chapter Three
IT WASN’T A GREAT PLAN, especially since we were trapped with a panicking, rampaging chimera. It went against every instinct that told me to keep moving, to stay as far from the legimal as possible. The idea of stopping, for any reason, was terrifying. But we had to try to escape. Or it was over.
I kept my eyes on the chimera, hoping for an opening. She couldn’t keep this berserker thing up. How much fire could she shoot out, anyway? There had to be a limit. How was she even producing it?
I watched, and waited. The chimera was a blur of speed, sporadic puffs of fire escaping from her to leave a trail of ephemeral orange in her wake. She would run until she rammed into a piece of the wall with a shuddering thud, pick another direction, then run again.
Until the one time wh
