all gone now, and in another second she would be just another stain on the stone floor.
As she wasn’t looking at Horlack, she didn’t see him glaring down at her from his full height, she didn’t see the scowl and frown change, she was unaware that a grin was now spreading across Horlack’s face as something else occurred to him, but then he spoke.
‘It’s been far too long since I’ve had a woman.’ He said to himself.
Amy’s sobbing suddenly stopped, her eyes suddenly wide after what she just heard. Abject horror filled her world at that phrase as she realised with mounting terror what Horlack had in mind. She slowly raised her head and as her gaze rose up the things body she saw how his loins were growing stiff. Amy’s bottom lip quivered uncontrollably as the thoughts that came with the sight of that two foot and growing member ran through her mind. Raising her gaze further she saw the hunger and lust on Horlack’s face, and suddenly the option of submitting to her fate was no longer there.
With a speed that shocked even her, Amy bolted for the door. She kicked up dust and scraped her fingernails over the sandstone as she made a desperate attempt at fleeing the scene. Tears filled her eyes making her stumble over the rubble in the room as she lunged for the doorway. The huge entrance was blurry and tough for her to make out but she could still see it, she had got to her feet and now sprinted the few metres to the door.
She heard Horlack drop and smash the final lamp that he had still been holding, which plunged the tomb into utter darkness. But she knew the exit was right in front of her, she just had to keep moving straight and she’d be out and free. Amy could hear Horlack only a second behind her; she could hear the scrape of his huge talons upon the sandstone as he moved. She was nearly there, so very nearly free, if her luck would only hold out a few moments longer.
She charged forward in the gloom her tears making her vision swim, when suddenly her foot hit the edge of the foot thick stone slab that lay just outside the final chambers entrance and she fell forward.
Her face smashed down onto the stone with a crack. Pain shot through her and she called out, still sobbing. Her nose, lips, and jaw burnt with pain as she felt the warmth of her blood fill her mouth. Something small and hard sat loose on her tongue; a tooth had been smashed free. She spat it out along with a thick mouthful of blood as she gathered her senses about her and she realised what she had done. She felt like an idiot, but when that hell born laugh rang out behind her she knew she couldn’t hang around. She started to move but felt suddenly weak from the shock of the fall, her hands were shaking and she wasn’t sure she could get up. She gasped for breath as her throat filled with blood, while the lights behind her eyes that had sprung into life on hitting the stone began to fade.
Something big, warm and rough grasped her leg. She yelped. She reached out and grabbed the top edge of the stone slab she was laying upon as Horlack pulled. She held on tight as he yanked on her leg. Noticing some resistance he stopped pulling for a second and Amy took the opportunity to adjust her grip on the stone for better leverage. Then he pulled again, but slowly this time, as if testing her strength. She knew she would be no match for him, even though Yasmin had made Amy stronger than the average human with her magic. With her body stretched taught again, her hands holding on for dear life, she felt the muscles in her leg pull beyond what they should do. Pain shot along her side and she began to scream, as she desperately hung on. She knew this couldn’t last, something had to give, and at that moment, something did give. With an ugly sounding pop her hip came out of joint.
Amy wailed at the stabbing pain while behind her, Horlack laughed. He’d done it on purpose, he was torturing her, and he loved every minute of it. But it seemed he’d