The resemblance between the captive and the captor was uncanny. Aside from the obvious size difference, the different colors in their piercing eyes was the one thing keeping these sun-kissed, toned, blonde athletes from looking like relatives. It's the sort of passing observation that only the onlookers would have made. Nikki's thoughts were singularly focused on escaping the vice grip of the fleshy tendrils she found herself wrapped in while Konga's mind ran through all the fun games he could play with this new toy in his hand.
Pushing through the undergrowth, Dana and Hina reunite with the rest of the group. Hina and Mara embrace and sob with relief. The others quickly and loudly start speculating on their next moves and what The various levels of terror, relief, and confusion escalate until Hannah finally half-screams/half-hisses out "SHUT THE FUCK! HE'S LOOKING RIGHT AT US!"
And he was. The six-story adonis had turned his attention from Nikki to the commotion that the group had been causing. They stared at him; he stared in their general direction. Everyone held their breath.
And then the world shook again as Konga took a step.
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