The heads of both creatures turned to face her in astonishment.
“Eeewwww,” said the big one with a delighted grin. “More food. Bigger, too.” The thing glanced up at its captive briefly, then dropped it and turned toward Marcia. The little one fell with a startled shout and danced back out of the way.
The demon looked like something constructed of gigantic orange pipe cleaners. Its limbs were long and spidery, and it stood in a crouch. Its hands and feet were clawed, its grin filled with long, sharp teeth.
“Don’t you want to run?” it asked in a wheedling voice.
Marcia realized she should be afraid. This thing was bigger than she, had a head like a leopard, and teeth like a shark. All she felt was anger and contempt.
“Last chance," it said…
And so continue the adventures in Ambermere in the exciting second book of the Ambermere Trilogy