I felt the need to duck as the creature came apart at the seams, showering Asher and me with seemingly ancient bones and dried out weeds. We hadn't touched the thing, though, and neither had Violet shown up yet.
'I've noticed the other Sandancers behaving like this,' Asher frowned. 'Sorry, Sand Dwellers.' I still liked my name better, but apparently, he'd coined it first.
'What do you mean?'
I pointed at the decaying remnants as they began to re-assemble. 'If Violet is controlling them in her state, then it's clear her magic is equally as unstable.'
Asher nodded before trying to shove me through the portal. 'I'd love to chat more, but can we do it from a safe distance?'
'It's not going to hurt you.'
'Are you sure we're looking at the same beast? This thing has teeth and claws, claws and teeth, Jake!'
'Claustra.'
