Too late!
We couldn't stop this. What is wrong with us?
The ghostly jaguar-scorpion plants its tiny feet firmly in the center of the glowing mandala, and the fierce white-hot glow travels up its skinny legs, then spreads throughout its body.
[What do we do?] I ask Peridot.
Peridot hisses, coiled and ready to strike. [I don't know! Let me ask Master Niall. You should alert your human!]
Oh. Right.
[Kaline!]
My paws sweat on the old wooden floor, and I think I'm going to skid if I don't keep my feet on the ground.
Her voice is strong in my mind. [BLAZE! I'm coming.]
[PLEASE bring Maartenwitz and Tomas. And get Vedette if you can.]
Niall squares off against the mesmerizing scorpion creature. "Whatever you are, you're no match for us."
The jaguar-scorpion rears up, clicking its pincers together and shooting sparks from its tail.
