CHAPTER 1 around Obi-Wan Kenobi’s wrist in a deadly barbed The tentacles appeared with no warning wrapping He yanked his hand toward his body Scalding liquid grip liquid added to his confusion and pain as he slipped and fell backward onto the hard ground A bulbously inflating acid green-spiked central body writhed making the tentacles twist tighter Obi-Wan scrambled for the lightsaber at his waist He felt the barbs sinking deeper sensed the poison about to enter his bloodstream It couldn’t end here Not like this Help me He didn’t take his eyes off the creature trusting that his fellow Padawans would leap to his defense Is that a demon squid Prie squealed in her seat across from him clapping her hands in delight Wait wait don’t hurt it She rushed around the dining table and knelt beside Obi-Wan unconcerned about the hot soup spilled
