You think I would be able to sit while my wife is down there? Kiev scowled. I’ll watch the third corner.
A chain had been locked around my mother’s right arm. We were forced to put her back down. The chain clanged as Caleb attacked it, but it seemed that he was having trouble loosening it from the ground.Corrine, he called across the cave. Are Kiev and Mona fastened to the ground?
Yes, Corrine replied, her voice filled with worry. Ibrahim and I are trying to break the chains. They are made of—My father grunted, then yelled out, No!The merman he had taken hostage came into view. He had broken free from my father’s grasp and dove into the water.
Hurry, my father said, now rushing over to us. He slipped from my grasp. We need to get out of here, now!I don’t know what these chains are made of, Ibrahim said. It’s stronger than any material I’ve ever encountered. We’re trying to break them.
My father attacked the chain connected to my mother, but he had no more luck than Caleb had.
I wonder if burning it might help? I suggested.Nothing serious, she said.
After five minutes, she allowed me to sit up. I looked down at my skin. It was tinged slightly pink, but otherwise it was pretty close to its usual color.Thank you, I said.
Caleb, how about you? she asked. You don’t need any help?I will be all right, he said. The injuries I sustained have mostly healed themselves already.