"Why?"
"Not the time, Parks." Angelina drew her own sword
In front of them, every crystal in the cave had taken the shape of a bipedal creature. As if their arms weren't sharp enough, each carried a sword or dagger.
"It's just cruel to make a man fight money." Ethan's concerns were out of this world
"I don't think the money has any reservations about that."
There were too many of them, and their strength was incomparable. Their swords were blunt, but she imagined the force of the trick would be enough to inflict damage. No matter what side she swung to, no matter how much force she used, Angelina had every single one of her strikes blocked with equal force. It was almost as if…
"They're copying us," Ethan said from beside her "We need to get out!"
