It was like time froze. And then everyone around them found some means of making themselves invisible or they stood still like the rocks on the mountain.
But one rock behind Nimo trembled. Veins of glowing magma split across its surface. Slowly, it unfolded into a creature of stone: jagged arms, buff chest, and a face curved by centuries of erosion.
Nimo smiled nervously. "Does anyone else hear cracking?" She whispered.
Alfred whispered furiously, "Behind you." He gestured behind her and tried to shout a new direction in which she should run.
But he could not shout as he wished because Sunshine was covering his mouth with her hand. She went so far as to seal it with ice. "We are in mountain territory, try not to awaken more stone men."
Nimo turned around meanwhile and stifled the scream in her throat. Her hand reached into her pocket for an acid grenade.
