CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
A scream escaped both the qasi and me as I scrambled leftward. One of the slender, squishy arms whipped toward me and wrapped around my right arm. I flailed in its grasp as I was lifted off the seat and pulled toward the water. A pair of huge glowing golden eyes stared hungrily at me from those dark depths.
“Millie!” I heard Ben shout before I was drawn into the river.
The cold water roused my fighting spirit, and I managed to wrap myself around my captor before biting down hard on its slick flesh. The tendril trembled and its grip loosened. I pulled myself out and kicked hard toward the faint glimmer that was on the surface.
Another tendril shot out and wrapped around my waist. I thrashed in its hold, but that didn’t stop it from dragging me back down. I twi
