Dark Crusade by Wagner Karl Edward

Author:Wagner, Karl Edward [Wagner, Karl Edward]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction.Fantasy, Fiction.Dark Fantasy/Supernatural, Acclaimed.World Fantasy Award (Nom)
ISBN: 9780446881548
Publisher: Warner Books
Published: 1976-05-15T05:00:00+00:00

"Yes. Sandotneri has twice defied the Dark Crusade. Sandotneri has massacred untold thousands of the Children of Sataki."

The Prophet's voice suddenly oozed with venom. "There can be no peace with Sandotneri! For these sins they must die!"

From out of the night, the throbbing chant of the Satakis--rising ever higher for these last moments--abruptly was stilled. Vaguely then, the keening moan as of a distant cold wind through skeletal trees. It was as if a hundred thousand throats raised one shrill scream of horror beneath a smothering shroud of leaden mist.

A shiver of indescribable ecstasy veiled the Prophet's eyes.

The muffled death-cry of a city rose to a banshee bowl. Terror ravened the night, and those who heard knew that death had unveiled its face.

"You devil!" Ridaze snarled.

Lunging for the doorway, Kane saw what he intended, but made no move to interfere. The others were entranced by the tocsin of dread that shattered the night.

Ridaze drew a poniard from the sleeve of his doublet. In one desperate leap, he flung himself upon the enthralled Prophet, stabbed the needled-like blade into his heart.

Kane exulted in that instant, knowing that even if Orted wore mail, that enraged blow would drive the poniard between the metal rings.

Orted staggered. The triangular blade snapped; its broken tip sprang away across the tent.

Ridaze recoiled, his face slack with disbelief. No trace of blood showed on the pierced silk.

Orted ignored him--even as the priests instantly swarmed over Ridaze. A rush of black robes, flashing grey blades, then gushing crimson. Ridaze sagged to the ground, disbelief still written in his dead face.

Kane spun past them--it was over in an instant--still following his initial impetus toward the doorway. Within the tent Esketra screamed brokenly, his officers blundered after him, the priests stood clustered about the laughing Prophet.

The night was starless black. Kane could see the circle of torches where the Satakis ringed the city. Where Sandotneri's towers and walls should rise, the others saw nothing at all. No light. No towers. Nothing but absolute darkness.

Kane, whose eyes pierced the darkness as keenly as ever his mother's, saw the dancing shadow horde that writhed, sated, away from silent Sandotneri and into the starless gulf of night.

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