Chapter nineteenSpeed. Speed was our only salvation. I felt reasonably confident that with a little luck I could deal with one demon. But two—!
I had to get to those poor kids down there and mercilessly chop them before their hideous transformations were complete.
The streaming mingled radiance of the Suns of Scorpio threw twin shadows from the scattered Shank corpses and the grotesque remnants of the four young people. The two waiting down there for us appeared not in the slightest concerned about the sight of four of their companions so gruesomely torn to shreds. Duped, believing, they wished only to serve their great god Dokerty. Poor devils!
And, of course, devils they were in all sober truth.
Up there in that bedecked lifter the chief priest, this Nath G’Goldark, would be lifting
