Book Five: Chapter 89

“We need a plan,” he replied. “A trap, maybe? What cards do you have?”

The door creaked again. The Nirumbi were chirping in delight, and Leeds was now speaking to them in a stilted language Mike didn’t recognize.

“Velvet.” Yuki looked at the Arachne. “Drag him out of here if you have to.”

“I...I...” Velvet’s hands went to her throat and squeezed the dog tags that she wore. She opened her mouth to say something, then paused, her eyes on the window.

Curious, Mike peered outside through the glass. The Nirumbi were still cheering, but the Wendigo had gone still, its gaze toward the heavens.

With a sound like a car crash, Abella smashed into the Wendigo from up above. When she rose, the firelight from the torches revealed that her face was covered in purple blood. She grinned at the Nirumbi, revealing all of her teeth, then looked up at Leeds. The Wendigo had gone still beneath her feet.

“Rock beats slithers,” she yelled. “Definitely not my first snake