Cyrus LongBones Box Set by Jeremy Mathiesen

Author:Jeremy Mathiesen [Mathiesen, Jeremy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Viking House Publishing
Published: 2020-04-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

AMBUSH

IT WAS JUST AFTER MIDNIGHT. Cyrus tried to sleep on the fur covered floor around the large smoldering fire. His ankle throbbed, and was swollen within his boot. Tier lay in a shaggy brown mound across from him, and Edward snored within his fur collar.

Dr. Lege had ordered Ungur to hide the outsiders within her shelter until morning. Reluctantly, Ungur did what was requested. Then, she left the four without explanation. That had been hours ago. Cyrus was relieved to be rid of the bitter yeti’s presence, yet, where had she gone?

The tent smelled sour and sweaty. Outside, in the distance, klops bickered and squabbled somewhere off in the mine. Cyrus knew he needed rest, but it was difficult to sleep surrounded by so much peril. He heard movement near the door.

“Ungur?” he whispered.

He rose and saw Fibian dressed in only his whale skin wetsuit, about to exit the shelter.

“What are you doing?” Cyrus asked.

“I want to survey the fortress, and scout out the cliff cannons,” Fibian said, “If we are to ask the yeti to revolt, we must have a plan.”

The blue glow from his eyes glinted off his mechanical hand.

“I’ll come with you,” Cyrus said, beginning to rise.

“No, you need to rest your ankle,” Fibian said, “This is what I was made for. There is no point both of us risking capture.”

Cyrus hesitated, then nodded. He understood. He would only slow Fibian down.

“You’re going to freeze without your furs.”

“I should be okay for a few hours,” Fibian said, smiling, “I am a froskman, remember.”

“Be safe,” Cyrus said, “And don’t be too long.”

Fibian bowed his head, then ducked out the flap.

Cyrus lay back down on the furs. He closed his eyes and watched as his mind raced from one horrific possibility to another. How would they survive this place? What if they could not find Gammal? What if Gammal was dead? More sounds came from outside. Someone rustled into the tent.

“Fibian?” Cyrus asked, looking up.

Ungur stood within the doorway.

“I may know a way to free Gammal,” she said.

She had a panicky expression on her drawn face.

“What’s going on?” Edward asked, rousing within Cyrus’ collar.

The white spider rubbed his two large eyes.

“Where have you been all night?” Tier asked.

“The guards have grown reckless over the last few weeks,” Ungur whispered, “They’ve been abandoning their post near the gates to play dice and bone. The throne room will be empty this time of night, with the exception of a skeleton guard. There may be a way into the fortress’ dungeons, but we must leave now.”

“Can it wait a few hours?” Cyrus asked, thinking of Fibian.

“It’s now or never,” Ungur replied.

“Your father’s okay with this?”

“He does not know.”

“Shouldn’t we wait until morning, when the elders meet?” Edward asked, “If the yeti agree to revolt, we can break down the gates in strength and free Gammal. Why take the risk?”

“The queen will kill Gammal long before you invade her lair,” Ungur said, “If this boy truly is the savior prophesied, using stealth is the only way to ensure Gammal’s safety.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.