Ashkii Dighin- The Hunt for the Hypnotist by Adam Lynch

Author:Adam Lynch [Lynch, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Adam Lynch
Published: 2019-04-10T22:00:00+00:00

Prophecy

A perfect hit was made, wounding the dragon. He grunted with agonizing pain, but the spirit of Fiere kept him still.

“Again!” Kel shouted.

Ashkii did just that. He strung and released a second arrow, and then another—all projected for the neck. After every explosive hit, Ieronne grunted, blood spurting out of his neck. His volume gradually diminished, but Ashkii fired until his quiver was empty.

Then he waited.

Ieronne had endured twelve arrows. Was it enough? After the last arrow was shot, the dragon hadn’t moved—not even so much as sounding a grunt. A minute later, Ashkii watched as Ieronne’s body turned to stone.

At this, Kel released Feire’s spirit, the phoenix turning back to ashes, falling on the stone of Ieronne like sprinkled rain.

Was it over? How could he know? No man had ever slain a dragon before.

Then, after the brief astonishment of the battlefield and all its surviving people, an army of White-Bloods leapt over, under, and into the castle from all sides. Sounding mighty battles cries, they poured in, taking the wounded Red-Bloods and Sun-Shields by surprise. The battle hadn’t lasted long before both armies were trapped and forced to surrender. It was all over before Ashkii could even process what had all happened.

He glared at the woman he thought he knew as she approached him, her smile indicating that she was pleased by his surprise. “So,” she said seductively, her mood unusually grand. “How does it feel to be the first dragon slayer in all of Season’s history?”

“What was that back there?” He went straight to the point.

“That was one step towards our future.”

“I wasn’t aware you were a sorceress...”

“If you are referring to what I did with the phoenix then that was not magic. It was a gift. There is no magic yet that can do what I just did.”

“And what did you do exactly?”

“I infused my body with the ashes of the phoenix, beckoning his mystical energy of regeneration to become one with my body. To keep the energy of Fiere’s ashes from rejecting my body and destroying it, I transmuted the energy into a weapon I projected out at the enemy. The mystical energy of Fiere’s ashes became my temporal spiritual puppet—which I used to hold Ieronne down. Once the dragon was dead, I had to thrust Fiere’s ashes from my body because my body—and no other body—can contain such powerful energy without the help of something to maintain it.”

“If it’s not through magic that you are able to do this, then how?”

“It is a gift that I alone possess and have learned.”

“Like your immunity of illusions?”

“Yes, that’s right.” She smiled provocatively, passing his boundaries—yet Ashkii kept his focus, still confused.

“Why haven’t you ever told anyone about this?”

Her face suddenly became intense, like she wanted to devour him. “No one needs to know about it but you.”

“Don’t you think I should have known sooner?”

She paused briefly, studying him, her hand placed on his cheek. “Drink the blood of the dragon from the Chalice of Prophecy, then you’ll know everything that you need to know.

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