Chronicles of Kin Roland 1: Enemy of Man by Scott E Moon

Author:Scott E Moon [Moon, Scott E]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781490552880
Amazon: 149055288X
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2013-06-08T17:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

DROON crawled in a circle out of habit, but it was the wrong thing to do. He wasn’t the hunter seeking wounded prey, but an injured, hunted weakling that would die. The explosion had struck him with his eyes open. He could barely see, but the worst part had been the Clingers.

He knew the parasites followed him. They fed like a virus and were relentless, but he had been able to avoid them. The creatures had difficulty covering long distances and didn’t dare attack when he was strong. Only one Clinger managed to bite him and hold to his flesh. He thought the others hoped he would weaken and fall so they could devour him.

Droon whined as he felt the ground with his hands. He had lost more than his vision. He couldn’t smell nor hear his hunters. Terror dominated his consciousness. He didn’t dare be on the defensive. He must attack. He must be the hunter. They must fear his wrath. He must taste their fear as he fed on them.

The Clinger on his back stretched over his head and around the sides of his face. The stupid attack worked this time, because Droon couldn’t inflict enough pain to frighten the creature. It knew others of its kind were near and that Droon would die.

He felt one seize his foot and wrap tightly from his toes to his knee. This clinger was small but strong. Another went after his other leg. Droon thrashed to avoid it. More came all at once, taking his hands and arms, his chest, his groin. Droon wailed until it seemed blood and flesh ripped from his throat.

Pain.

There was so much pain.

Pain. Fear. Knowledge.

He would die. He would be consumed.

Droon thrashed on the ground. The Clingers refused to let go. He hurled his body from a large rock, striking the ground with force. A Clinger released his left hand and he immediately began to claw the others that swarmed over him. They came in waves, wrapping his body and piercing him with their needle mouthed undersides. He shredded them, cutting into his own flesh many times to dislodge them. He wailed.

So much terror. He didn’t like the feeling.

Other creatures in the enormous canyon reminded him of his lost home. They fled. He heard their hearts beating in panic but couldn’t chase them. There were so many Clingers on him that he could barely stand. But some of them were dead. He pushed away the motionless flaps of two sided flesh. The short fangs poked through his skin and the hard top layer banged his knuckles like a rock hammer when he punched them.

Droon snarled. He would live. He summoned inner strength. What came wasn’t exactly Bloodlust, but something similar. The first Clinger to flee escaped. Others weren’t so lucky. He managed to free his hands and grab a Clinger at both ends. He pulled until it tore apart. All of the Clingers shrieked and spat venom. He threw one into the sky. He bit a hole in the center of another.

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