Chapter Forty-Eight
“Now the Lady’s just screwing with us,” Erik muttered.
The team was only three rooms away from the entrance now, but none of the other rooms they’d encountered had included huge monsters ripping themselves out of the walls. They were a diverse group of flitter-sized masses of legs and claws, barbs and mandibles, and bony plates.
Erik was having trouble processing what he was seeing. The creatures weren’t merely larger versions of the earlier ambushers, but a seemingly random combination of limbs and parts. There was no way they were all derived from the same species.
One new threat scuttled about on four barbed legs. Another twitched forward on five razor-pointed tentacles. A third monstrosity was roughly bipedal, with three barbed-tipped arms swinging. The last loo
