I have to beg Hericane not to break down the doors. I know she wants to--I do, too--but we're on tricky turf.
Sick Little Monkey knew it, which is why she sneered when she broke down and told us. "You can't touch him there!" she screamed. "He's safe!" After which, Hericane knocked her unconscious again and tossed her aside like a used piece of gum.
But the chimp b***h wasn't far wrong. I've been to this place before, I've dealt with its guardian, and it's never been a walk in the park.
"We can't just blast in there," I tell Hericane on my way up the front steps.
"Sure we can." Hericane snaps her head to one side and stares at the big double doors, then slowly lowers her gaze. The pulsing golden aura appears around her, signifying the use of her powerful senses. "I see him insid
