THE REFLECTION GAME
he shouted, frustration evident in his voice.
Anna, clutching the vial tightly in her trembling hands, glanced toward the altar. “We have to distract it! I just need a few seconds to reach the altar!”
Ryan, battered but determined, stepped forward. “I’ve got this.” He grabbed a broken spear lying on the ground and hurled it at the beast’s face. The spear struck its target, lodging just above the creature’s glowing red eye.
The beast howled in pain, thrashing wildly. Its attention shifted to Ryan, who stood defiantly, motioning for it to come at him. “Come on, you oversized nightmare!” he taunted, backing away to lead it from the altar.