“Now, ladies. Do you want to give up?” said Heno, cackling. He flexed and cracked his fingers, grinning wickedly. It was evident in the way he spoke that he enjoyed the horror he saw in their eyes, the pain that coated their screams.
“I’m still here and I’m not a lady,” said Kaos, in injured pride.
Heno scoffed. “I see,” he said. “I wonder what devil possessed you to make you think you stood a chance against me.” He cackled when Trace hobbled to his feet to standoff with him again.
“He’s going to try to hold us down here until the time is up,” Kaos yelled to the others. “We need to stop him before that.”
Rose managed to get some vines wrapped around Heno’s ankles again, which temporarily kept him from moving.
“Rose can do it for us!” Kaos said. “The key to beating Heno is destroying h
