Chapter 51: The Husband Hunt (6)
....
Something peered out of the darkness.
A darker, heavier darkness, casting its shadow across the water.
Deeper, thicker, heavier, darker, it is 'it'!
It had surely been drawn to the lights and commotion of the battlefield by Baskerville and the Morg.
"Here comes Madame Eight-Legged."
Balak's warriors are visibly panicking.
The warriors of Morg and Baskerville realize the gravity of the situation, as do the warriors who are not known for their fearlessness.
Vikir, in particular, already had some idea of what was peering out from beyond the darkness.
He had seen, heard, and experienced countless incidents in the jungles of the Black Mountains with the enemy before his return.
And Vikir remembered the words of an old native he had once stumbled upon while drifting in an unfortunate time.