"Where is the far opening? " he asked, shading his eyes with his hands. "I can’t see it. "
"There is a rock ledge, about five meters above the ground, " Jesson said, pointing.
Obi-Wan squinted until he could make it out. "Yes. "
"And beyond that is the entrance to the chamber. I can get us in. After that . . . " The X’Ting shrugged. "I do not know. "
"All right. " Obi-Wan measured the distance between the far wall and the rock spur, and found a surface that looked suitable.
He fired the grapnel. Once again the line flew true, anchoring itself in the rock. He anchored the other end to their spur. He hated to leave the gun behind, but either there were additional resources available on the other side, or all attempts at survival might be futile.
"Give me the light, " Obi-Wan said. He turned Jesson’s glowlight up to full radiance and shone it directly in the worms’ eyes.
For many years the worms had been in the caves beneath ChikatLik. But it was possible they hadn’t been down here long enough to grow blind-that, in fact, brilliant light might actually be painful and confusing to them.
And clearly it was. Already they were scurrying away, their pain echoing through Obi-Wan’s Force-sense. "Let’s go! " he yelled. And he began moving out over the soil, hand over hand along the line.
Twenty meters, give or take. The worms seemed to have recovered from the light: they were humping back in the direction of their quarry. Obi-Wan swung his feet up and crossed them over the line for support, then triggered the lamp again beneath them. The worms gave their soundless squeal and retreated-But not as far. Obi-Wan extended his senses through Force, sensing the hissing, coiling creatures as they crept back. He unhooked his feet from the line and moved hand over hand again, increasing his speed.
The line cut into his fingers. Pain like the slice of a frozen razor raced down his arm to his elbow. He bit back a scream, refusing to give up their position.
Could the worms see them? He wasn’t certain, but Obi-Wan considered it unlikely the creatures had evolved to hunt prey dangling over their heads.
Still, the vibration of the falling rock, and perhaps the scream of the wounded worm, had summoned additional creatures from deeper in the caves. By the fungal glow along the walls, he could see that the soil beneath themteemed with worms, boiled with them, hundreds, thousands of them-finger-size to meters in length. They jostled and snapped at each other, reaching up for Obi-Wan and Jesson.
One of the severed segments actually managed to leap free of the soil, gnashing at Obi-Wan’s pant leg, missing the calf muscle but enmeshing itself in the cloth. It whipped its tail this way and that, trying to find purchase.