It could not be helped to feel a little, secret delight when a reversal of fortune transpired in front of our very eyes.
“Get away from here,” Prudence ordered the man she just saved from the creature Agmon. The man dashed to the apartment's only door without a word back to his rescuer. Agmon shrieked, exposing rows of long, jagged teeth. Prudence grinned.
“Don't forget its weak spot,” I said from the window.
“I know. A little above the heart,” she winked at me. The Lasso of Light in her hand flashed for a second then she began twirling it.