The Furnaceback Centipede did not stop after striking the ground.
Its long body continued sliding through the cracked lands, breaking stone and throwing burning dust into the air. Inside its throat, Simon was dragged across hot flesh while the creature's muscles tightened around him.
He pressed one foot against the wall and pulled the unconscious thief closer with the wind.
The demon's arm had twisted badly during the throw, but the dull grey spatial ring was still on his finger.
That was what Simon mainly cared about.
As for why he was still keeping the rebel alive, it was because he wanted to question him.
Through the ShadowEye beneath the centipede, he watched the enormous beast force its hooked legs into the ground and bring its sliding body to a stop.
Far behind it, the Biggest Kev stepped out of the trench he had created.
Simon's expression became thoughtful.
