The Quest for the Temple Key

Only moments earlier, Danielle had run down the hall to fetch the key box. There was an enormous crash. Amy had screamed. Peter had twisted around, horrified to see a third gargoyle, with glowing red eyes, violently thrashing in the rubble of where their entry way had been. The gargoyle was stuck in the collapsed floor, just like Kimar and Ercen were. It was clear the gargoyle was enraged at being stuck in the floorboards and carpet. He was roaring and flailing wildly. He looked up just in time to see Kimar thrusting out his left hand, palm aimed forward, right at the slate-colored gargoyle.

Instantly, several bricks from the fireplace behind Kimar dislodged from the wall and flew past Kimar’s shoulder, over Peter’s head and into the chest of the gargoyle.

While Peter was trying to decide how Kimar had thrown bricks without touching them, Kimar lunged forward and grabbed him by the arm. Ercen seized Amy’s foot, as she recoiled away from the coffee table.

As the red-eyed gargoyle fell backwards from the barrage of bricks, Kimar yelled, “Fly! Fly! Fly!”

With a huge thrust of his wings, Kimar blasted through the roof of the humans’ home, clutching Peter, while Ercen broke through the roof, holding Amy.

Peter had watched, disoriented and disbelieving, as countless bits of splintered wood and roofing shingles fluttered below them into their backyard.