Chapter 143

Chapter One Hundred Forty-Three

It was the sudden silence of the legion of voices that were Dabichikal that tipped Connor off: He understood the imprisoned alien’s scheme, and it realized that it had been found out.

In that moment, the huge chamber seemed to shrink, and the violet hues of the eldritch lightning rumbling over the pool darkened.

There was no need for the monster to continue the charade.

Connor brought his blades up, and readied himself for a blast of psychic energy, something that might permanently destroy his mind.

But the murderous creature merely released its connection.

The chamber was almost silent without the discordant mental channel. As well, some of the stifling heat seemed to fade, replaced by the cool, fresh air that marked most of the facility above.

Unfortunately, there was no time to celebrate that, because Sokkizarai launched itself at Connor.

Long, spindly legs lashed out, thrashing hooked tentacles at Connor.