Lityerses - Crushed By Canopy

Above Lityerses, the canopy roof shook again, as if a thousand rats were scurrying through the rafters. The vines seemed to be growing, the foliage turning thicker and darker.
“Calypso,” I said, “step back.”
“Why should I?” she demanded. “This Cornhusker just threatened—”
“Calypso!” I grabbed her wrist and yanked her from the shadow of the canopy just as it collapsed on top of Lityerses. The swordsman disappeared under hundreds of pounds of shingles, lumber, and ivy.
I surveyed the mass of quivering vines. I saw no orangutans, no gods, no one who might have been responsible for the collapse.
“She must be here,” I muttered.
“Who?” Calypso stared at me with wide eyes. “What just happened?”
I wanted to hope. I was afraid to hope. Whatever the case, we couldn’t stay. Lityerses was shouting and struggling under the wreckage, which meant he wasn’t dead. His Germani would be here any second.
“Let’s get out of here.” I pointed to the green locomotive. “I’m driving.”

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The Dark Prophecy, Chapter 14