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Chapter 21

           Butoneaftertheother,theyrolleddownthestonehallway,clickingandmoaningandreadytokill.Dozensofyardshadbecomedozensoffeet,andthemonsterswereonlysecondsawayfromcrashingintothewaitingboys.

           "Ready,"Minhosaidsteadily."Notyet...notyet..."

           Thomashatedeverymillisecondofwaiting.HejustwantedtoclosehiseyesandneverseeanotherGrieveragain.

           "Now!"screamedMinho.

           JustasthefirstGriever’sarmextendedouttonipatthem,MinhoandThomasdoveinoppositedirections,eachtowardoneoftheouterwallsofthecorridor.ThetactichadworkedforThomasearlier,andjudgingbythehorriblescreechingsoundthatescapedthefirstGriever,ithadworkedagain.ThemonsterflewofftheedgeoftheCliff.Oddly,itsbattlecrycutoffsharplyinsteadoffadingasitplummetedtothedepthsbeyond.

           Thomaslandedagainstthewallandspunjustintimetoseethesecondcreaturetumbleovertheedge,notabletostopitself.Thethirdoneplantedaheavilyspikedarmintothestone,butitsmomentumwastoomuch.Thenerve-grindingsquealofthespikecuttingthroughthegroundsentashiverupThomas’sspine,thoughasecondlatertheGrievertumbledintotheabyss.Again,neitherofthemmadeasoundastheyfellasifthey’ddisappearedinsteadoffalling.

           Thefourthandfinalapproachingcreaturewasabletostopintime,teeteringontheveryedgeofthecliff,aspikeandaclawholdingitinplace.

           InstinctivelyThomasknewwhathehadtodo.LookingtoMinho,henodded,thenturned

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