Ren shrieked, twisting her body with the frantic grace of a startled cat, and swung her cast-iron skillet in a blind arc toward the whispering voice in the dark.
But Vex's hand effortlessly snatched the edge of the pan mid-air.
Before Ren could even calm her nerves, a muscular arm shot through the gloom and wrapped around her waist. Vex clamped his other hand over her mouth, stifling her panicked squeal. With a swift motion, he yanked her backward into the pitch-black void.
Ren's spine collided against a row of thick, vertical pillars.
It was a cage. Vex was locked inside a reinforced wooden cell situated in the center of the dungeon. A little while prior, Vex had shifted into his giant beast form in a desperate bid to shatter the enclosure, but the timber was ridiculously strong, dense, and firm.
