Book Eight: Chapter 99

“There aren’t any more doors,” said Sofia, looking around. With the only exit packed full of furniture, they had no way to escape except through a nearby window.

“Then we make our own exit.” Sulyvahn danced around, bobbing and weaving between the chairs. “Lead the statue to the window and get out of the way.”

Sofia snorted. If the furniture was even remotely alive, it would understand exactly what the dullahan was planning. However, the furniture seemed to have only a singular purpose, and that was to attack whoever was closest. There were two chairs left, and both were occupied with Suly as he danced away from them.

It took a few tries to get the positioning right, but only because Sofia’s leg hurt. Eventually she got the statue marching toward her with the window at her back. When it threw a punch at her chest, she stepped sideways just as another chair crashed into the back of its head. It splintered apart instead of pushing the statue forward.

“Oh, c’mon!