The Consuming Heart
No matter, her mother could bring them back, but first, how to kill these beings?
Chadwick was nowhere to be found, and it was either he was so fast, Susan couldn’t see him, or he was deliberately avoiding her. Either way, this fifteen-foot monster before her had to go down, and she was beginning to get desperate.
Each swing and slash was met, creating fire sparks that hung in mid-air, waiting for time to unfreeze. No one was breathing. No, they didn’t need air to survive. Wits were enough.
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