Chaos Awakens (Dragons of the Nether Book 1) by Jensen Megg

Author:Jensen, Megg [Jensen, Megg]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: 80 Pages, Inc
Published: 2017-02-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 31

Smoke swirled around Hacun's head, gauzy tendrils sweeping gently over her face. She breathed in the spicy scent, letting it fill every nook of her spirit until she no longer felt she was of this world.

She cast out her mind beyond the orc village where she'd lived all her life. Not far in the distance, she found an encampment of humans.

She counted their numbers, slowly, carefully, floating over them, appearing as no more than the night fog to their untrained eyes. Thousands. More souls than lived in her small village of Gunder. Yet there was something advancing between her village and the humans. Something very peculiar.

"Well?" The angry voice jerked her out of her travels, snapping her soul back so hard Hacun took a deep, rasping breath as she reclaimed her body.

"There are a few thousand." Hacun's eyes wrenched open. The huge orc sat in front of her, his impatient fingers tapping on his knees. "Next time, allow me to return on my own. It's painful like that."

"We don't have time to worry about your comfort." Crotus stood and began pacing around the small meeting hall. Though it could fit up to fifty, only the two of them sat there in the dark of the night.

Hacun wanted to argue with her husband, but he was right. They didn't have time.

"What should we do?" Hacun was a scout, a messenger. She had no interest in planning battles or takeovers, and lately, that was all her husband seemed to do. Once it was announced the throne was available for the taking, Crotus insisted he be the one to take it.

At his age, Hacun found that idea completely ridiculous, but her husband was a grown orc. If he wanted to fight for the throne, she wouldn't stand in his way.

Now they had the added threat of these humans. Hacun wished she knew how they'd made it past the pass. All they had was a note from the tower, delivered by crows, telling them the humans were on the way. No elaboration.

Hacun could barely wrap her mind around it.

She gathered a handful of sand and tossed it onto the fire, dousing the sacred flames that allowed her to travel outside her body.

"We have two choices." Crotus held up two of his three fingers. He'd lost the pinky finger in battle as a young orc. "One, we fight. Two, we make for Agitar now."

"And once we arrive at Agitar?" Hacun raised an eyebrow, curious what her husband would answer.

"We will ask for sanctuary." Crotus balled his left hand into a fist, then slammed it into the wall. He spun around, facing his wife. "I don't know what else to do. We are under attack from humans—HUMANS—at our doorstep. Our village isn’t known for its might. We are an old community. We don't have the numbers to succeed, and I refuse to spill blood for no reason."

"Drothu would say the reason is clear. We are to die fighting as orcs. Death is not something to fear.

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