Chapter 613

• David snapped out his other arm, and got a hand on Acelina's wrist. He had to reach down to do it, which meant getting a knee down onto the remnants underneath him. They glared up at him, a thousand emotions running through their wide, panicked eyes. Rage. Desperation. Misery. Whatever thoughts they had, it all boiled down to some simplistic, mindless need to grab, tear, and bite. Their teeth sank into his flesh, but the pain disappeared under the new tearing pain of his pectorals stretched to their limit, as Acelina's weight pulled on his arm.
• She aimed her blank, onyx face up at him. A moment's hesitation?
• "Come on!" He yelled, and looked back up to Dao. "Jes!" Poor Dao. She'd known what he was going to do, and she'd already squatted deep so the angle didn't pull her into the pit. But even a satyr couldn't handle his weight, Acelina's weight, and a dozen remnants latched onto them.