"Gregor, wait-" begins Amie, trying to go after him, but she didn't anticipate this, and he is, as always, faster than anyone expected.
Holding the skull to his chest, he hurls himself through the gap.
And is gone.
"God dammit!" yells Amie.
Holding the skull to his chest, he hurls himself through the gap.
And is gone.
"God dammit!" yells Amie.