As soon as Eli reached the other side, the Moons came crashing in — dozens of them wearing human masks to conceal their demonic nature.
"Over there! Catch them!"
Half the Moons fanned toward Juli and the pinned Saurian, while the other half pointed at Eli and broke into a run across the floor toward him.
They did not care if the beast plowed them into the ground or clawed them to pieces, so long as they caught both of them. It was this crazed mindset that made the Moons so irritably ever-lasting.
Juli still had the Saurian's attention, but she must have decided it was time for a tag team. Her sword slipped free of its claws and swept upward, just enough to cut its flesh and send it into a frenzy.
She ran from the Saurian as it chased her to the end of time. Like a mouse in a cat-and-mouse game, she led the predator straight to the other mice — the Moons.
"Oh shit! Watch out!"
