Creation Mage 7 by King Dante

Author:King, Dante
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

For a very long, very fraught moment, Isobel Galeflint stared at Barry. The poltergeist had just requested her help, but it seemed like she would be reticent to give it. In fact, the look she was currently giving Barry made me wonder if she intended only to help us off the nearest cliff into the bay below. She stared at us appraisingly—a woman torn between curiosity and the desire to return to her solid gold house so that she could do whatever pirates did when it came to recreation.

“Are you going to kill us?” I asked, feigning nonchalance. “Only we’re on a bit of a tight schedule. You know how it is. Time and tide wait for no man and all that,” I added in at the end, trying to inject the right nautical theme into things.

Isobel cocked her head at me. I could almost see the wheels turning behind her pretty gray eyes. She might have looked savagely beautiful, as if she had come out the victor in a no holds barred battle to the death in one of Reno’s seedier strip joints, but I could tell that she was far from stupid. I was willing to bet that every instinct of hers was tied to self-preservation and to the expansion of her power. She was obviously a woman who, despite her fearsome reputation, was unlikely to let her bloodlust get the better of her.

“Hmm, kill you, kill you…” she mused in that quite pleasant voice of hers, which sat on the fence between refinement and violence. “That might be nice, don’t get me wrong. Me and the boys here were just about to wander down below to see if there wasn’t some sort of trouble that we could start.”

“And finish,” hissed one of her minions, a dude who had the head of a moray eel, if I had learned anything from Animal Planet.

The other pirate bodyguards laughed sycophantically—a half dozen good little suckholes employed for their strength and obedience more than their sense of humor.

“Yes, of course, Caxton, and finish,” Isobel Galeflint said. “We always finish things, don’t we, lads? However, I won’t jerk your chain and say that there isn’t some novelty in the idea of helping folks for once.” She tapped the butt of her magically tipped spear on the ground thoughtfully.

“Helpin’, boss?” said a woman with the smooth, almost otter-like, hide of a selkie. “Since when do we help anyone?”

“Anyone that ain’t ourselves, o’ course,” chipped in Caxton, the eel-man. He crossed arms that were about as big around the bicep as my thigh.

“Well…” the Pirate Queen said. “There’s a first time for everything, isn’t there? And if you’re going to help, it may as well be to save the fucking Universal Magic. Technically, we would be helping ourselves. I don’t know about you horrible lot, but I’m quite attached to my quiddity.”

Maybe Isobel Galeflint was looking to do a little penance for killing her sister? Maybe she had been searching, in an ever

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