Auri's method was even more direct.
Green energy drilled into the insects' bodies, and branches sprouted through the seams in their shells, pinning them in midair. Idra followed up with a breath of dragonfire, burning bugs and branches together in one sweep.
Their teamwork was almost too smooth.
Ethan, walking at the very front, was just about to tell them to slow down when the stone under his feet vanished.
His body dropped.
Luckily, his shield was still linked to everyone behind him. The pale barrier stretched, snapped taut, and Ethan flipped in midair—slamming hard into the shield's edge.
He looked down.
All four little girls were falling too.
Ethan shot his limbs out.
He grabbed two of them with his hands, hooked the other two with his feet, and kept all of them close to his body.
Yeah. Moments like this made it painfully obvious why he'd insisted on pulling the four troublemakers into his protection radius.
The others reached the break in the passage.
