The final sucker backed away toward the hole in the wall. I canted my head and pointed my dagger at him. “Don’t even think about it. You run and I will chase you, and when I catch you, I’ll gut you and pull out your entrails before I cut off your head.” One of the humans whimpered. Shit, I needed to hold back on the graphic descriptions—there were kids present, and parents may have covered eyes, but ears were still flapping. The sucker rat looked torn.
