‘I sense two more worms approaching,’ said Garovel.
‘As do I,’ said Iziol, who was attached to Dimas’ back. ‘Straight ahead. They’ll be here in under a minute.’
Hector might have complained if there was time for it. Instead, he and Dimas rushed back to regroup with everyone else.
Zeff had joined Asad in shouting out orders for everyone. When he noticed Dimas and Hector, he had a few words for them as well. “Dimas, focus on restoring the train. We will provide cover.”
“I should be defending,” said Dimas.
“No, our priority is getting out of here. Even after we kill these next two, more could show up. Understand?”
Dimas gave a nod of affirmation and flew off again.
“And you,” Zeff went on to Hector, “help with the train, too.”
‘Nonsense,’ came Qorvass’ voice. ‘The boy is one of the best distractions I have ever seen. Stay close to us, Hector.’
Hector supposed that was a compliment, but he honestly wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
Zeff looked as if he wanted to argue, but the increasingly violent earthquakes deterred him.
‘They’re here,’ said Garovel.
Hector saw someone launching attacks before he even saw the worms. It was Darktide, he realized, already using pan-rozum to propel mercurial javelins off into the darkness. They exploded on impact, illuminating both beasts momentarily.
They were bigger than the first one, Hector noticed, and different in skin texture as well. Where the first had been a bundle of wrinkles, these looked smoother, and he even thought he saw teeth this time as well.
The explosions kept coming as Darktide maintained his attack, apparently keeping the monsters stunned, and everyone else took the opportunity hurl some of other own projectiles as they all moved up together, wanting to put more distance between themselves and the train but also not wanting to get too close.