Chapter 40
‘INGVS!’
Hundreds of flying rocks froze in mid-air in a snapped instant. The sudden absence of sound and movement was mind-numbing. All was eerily silent.
Alex Beckinsale stared slack-mouthed at the sight of Lainie Gracewood standing in her denim shorts and torn black tank top, feet apart, hands held out in front of her as if she was a conductor ending a song. Her eyes flashed as she spoke again, in a language unpronounceable and foreign and yet somehow deeply cogent, and the floating rocks began to slam violently against the walls of the cavern and then fall still in a shower of dust and cold rubble. Even the floor was cleared at her command.
Alex knelt, awestruck by the sight of the creature who had ordered the rocks to move. Something large and bright hovered behind her,
