Chapter 13 The Arcade
After thirty seconds, the camera in Lucius' hands captured the scene. It was dark, and the flash self-activated. The light caught the guardian in front of us fully in the face and we saw him twist and curl like burning plastic.
For the first time we heard its voice and it was close, a deep roar like a war cry. My blood chilled as I witnessed the final transformation of the burnt remains, they were elongating and thinning until they became a long, slim, bluish tentacle that plunged into the sand with an ominous screech and vanished.
I felt strong hands grabbing me and I was thrown over a mound of soggy bones. Flavus had taken advantage of the brief respite to send me out of their reach. At the same time, Lucius was running in the opposite direction and toward his f
