Chapter 3
One second they were in the nice car, flying down the freeway, and the next thing Adora knew their car had been yeeted off a damn cliff and Scorpia was duking it out with some weird fucking monster in a forest and Catra was whipping out a bronze fucking knife from her thigh--
Needless to say, Adora was more lost than a toddler in a toy store who’d wandered away from their parents an hour ago.
The monster-person-man-thing-guy turned into a poof of gold dust when Scorpia clocked him in the jaw, and with that Catra put the knife in her bra oh my g-- and started sprinting and dragging Adora with her through the forest.
“Catra what the--”
“There’s no time to explain right now Adora! We need to get out of here!” She snapped back as she pulled the knife back out from her bra and threw it with deadly precision by Adora’s face-- poofing another monster behind her which she couldn’t see.
“Catra!” A boy’s voice called out from nowh-- Where did this entrance come from?? Arrows whizzed past them, and the boy ran forward to meet them and help drag them in.
“Perfect timing Arrow boy!” Catra laughed as they crossed the border of the camp entrance.
The group of kids who’d been shooting at whatever had been chasing them meandered back into the camp like nothing had happened.
“Catra, what the fuck is going on?!”