“Get me out of here!” Rook’s helmet moved sideways as if he were trying to figure out the best direction to run.
Assuming his wings had been damaged, it didn’t look good for him. To the left stood the lake and aside from the copse of trees there wasn’t anywhere to run to and trees were occupied.
If that weren’t enough, Victor appeared to be having a hard time concentrating under Jaclyn’s assault because he wasn’t even teleporting himself out, much less Rook. Continue reading Knock, Knock? Part 7