Blade Of The Vampire King (Book 4) by Lucas Thorn

Author:Lucas Thorn [Thorn, Lucas]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: world of warcraft, vampires, trolls, r.a. salvatore, thieves guild, guilds, warlock, heroic fantasy, warhammer, joe abercrombie, david dalglish, wizard, d&d, mage, assassin, necromancer, brent weeks, undead, neverwinter nights, fantasy, elves, michael moorcock, sword and sorcery, epic fantasy, warcraft, dungeons and dragons, grimdark, druss, thief guild, game of thrones, george rr martin, david gemmell, robert jordan, elf, axe
Publisher: Lateral Books
Published: 2014-08-30T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Darkness exploded into life with a shower of battle-hungry cries.

Hemlock had no time to consider magic and instead drew a long dagger at his waist, slashing wildly. Chukshene darted away, heading back up the path away from the sudden rush of soldiers.

They'd forsaken their armour and instead wore cloth shirts stained with dirt. The elf grunted as a shimmer of magic glittered and died around them. The cleric must've worked to conceal their ascent. She cursed herself for not paying more attention, but had no time to reflect on how close she'd come to death.

While there were only seven of them, the elf couldn't dive forward without getting herself cut to pieces. Swords, freshly drawn in their fists. Eager for flesh to bite into.

The path was too narrow. It limited her options to defensive ones. Options she had no time to consider as she was forced to reel to her side when a sword licked out at her face.

Torment clanged like a leaden bell as it roared out of nowhere to take the sword. Chopped right through the smaller blade, sending its slender tip spinning away. Then Melganaderna wrenched hard on the battleaxe to shear into the soldier's shocked face.

He dropped as though desperate to dig himself into the ground. Brain spilling like yolk from a cracked egg.

The elf shot to her feet, forced to duck a second soldier's enthusiastic thrust.

Felt a moment's satisfaction as she whipped her body around to smash her heel into his knee hard enough for the crack of his bone to echo through the cavern until it was drowned by his scream.

A scream which didn't last long. A Flaw in the Glass tunnelled into his throat and cut all sound of his death from her ears. It took most of his cheek as she ripped the blade free.

She didn't relish her success. Had time only to suck a quick breath before she was forced backward by two men shouting promises of her death at her. Caught a glimpse of Melganaderna lopping the arm from one of the Grey Jackets.

A smile formed beneath the scar on her cheek. Cruel and lethal. And, for a brief moment, it was the smile which made the two men pause their attack.

Hemlock struggled to contain the young red-haired Grey Jacket aiming to kill him. The dagger wasn't much good for blocking a sword, and all that kept him alive was the inexperienced young soldier's obvious indecision.

An indecision which quickly washed away as he raised his sword for a final stroke.

The necromancer gasped, the sound echoing sharp through the clutter of metal clashing on metal. But before Melganaderna could leap across the gap between them to protect him, Chukshene's rolling voice rumbled from behind.

Nysta drew her lips back into a grimace, the familiar acrid stink of magic filling her nostrils.

The young Grey Jacket had time to begin bringing his sword down. Then he was engulfed in flame as the fireball exploded from the warlock's open hand and burned through the soldier's torso.

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