Asgard: A Divine Dungeon Series (Artorian's Archives Book 9) by Dennis Vanderkerken & Dakota Krout

Author:Dennis Vanderkerken & Dakota Krout [Vanderkerken, Dennis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2021-12-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

ElCazorro wasn’t sure if he should believe his senses. He was easily one of the top ten best combatants in Muspelheim, while Mr. Addamz lived in the top three. Then this kid comes by and bumps his number down? “What?”

After a serious reunion with more whispers and back-patting, Gomez smiled wide and sauntered over to a stunned Tiger, who could not escape the vivacious hug coming his way. “ElCazorro, I would like to introduce you to my father, brother, and best friend. Depending on need and occasion.”

Suspicious as all abyss, the Tiger shook a curious paw with Artorian when the handshake was offered. ElCazorro then shot questioning looks at Mr. Addamz. Gomez leaned on his bone walking cane and filled him in. “This means good tidings, my friend. The stalemate is broken! We advance in force! Prepare your blades against the return of the roving hordes from the north. I expect Darkstalkers to cease being an issue altogether soon enough!”

Artorian nodded like that was just a fact.

ElCazorro had to believe Mr. Addamz, but more than that, he wanted to believe. The roving hordes of sand worms from the north meant spice. Spice meant wealth. His teeth were showing with the smile that crept on his face. “Then may the Realm Wyrm bless our passing, as we tread lightly, and carry a sharp scimitar.”

The youth perked up at the mention of ‘Realm Wyrm.’ “Oh, he’s here too?”

Gomez winked at his brother. “We live in interesting times! Though he sleeps long, and deep. I hope he shall be allowed to do so for longer?”

Artorian calmly nodded with his hands pressed to his hips. “I doubt anything here would require that kind of extra mass and muscle. I’d rather shatter Ragna, one of my favorite rocks, before waking that sweet noodle. Dawn would be so mad at me if I caused a crick in the end of his tail.”

ElCazorro didn’t follow, too busy doing the mental math on spice income. His mind snapped back to the topic. “Central desert. Hanekawa the Haunted hides in the central desert. Where it is hottest, difficult to travel, and heatstroke is a constant danger. No water is available on the topside route, but we are unable to breach via the tunnels. His Darkstalkers are twice as powerful and effective in the dark.”

Artorian nodded, then looked to his brother. “Can you point me in a direction, or are you going with me?”

Gomez flashed a wide grin. “Come now, brother, you know I will rush to your aid on even the most minor matter. Let us journey outside and speak of the topic. Also, it will allow you to meet my family! Or the newest member of it. She’s the cold blood in my heart, brother.”

Artorian raised his eyebrows with interest. Matters of love were his tea, kettle, and assorted jar of cookies. His eyes glinted with a gossip-loving shimmer as they began to walk out. “Do tell!”

Gomez and ElCazorro shared a look, causing the Tiger to spring to action to see to his end of the tasks.

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