Dark Hunter 17 - Dream Warrior by Sherrilyn Kenyon

Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-05-04T19:51:39+00:00

Jericho still wasn't fully convinced. "But screwed in terms of everything else.”

"Not entirely." Ash looked at Phobos.

"How many of your people do you have left?”

"Couple dozen . . . maybe.”

Ash nodded thoughtfully. "We can work with that.”

"What about the gallu?" Jericho asked.

"I can get the Charonte to help with them. It just leaves one thing .. .”

"The Sephiroth," Jericho said. Even though he was a Source god, Jericho couldn't handle Azura, Noir, the Skoti, and the gallu alone. They needed help. "I think we need to talk to the Daimons.”

Ash inclined his head. "I couldn't agree more.”

Dream Hunter

CHAPTER 9

JERICHO WAS DESCENDING INTO HELL. WELL, MORE like an Atlantean hell realm called Kalosis, but still. . . why argue tit for tat?

Hell was hell, no matter the pantheon.

Delphine had stayed behind with Phobos, after much argument. But Acheron had agreed that the fewer people asking, the better chance they would have.

Stryker and his wife. Zephyra, would respect a single emissary. Two or more, they might consider lunch.

Tory led Jericho down a black marble hallway holding a light stick over her head. It reflected off the walls with an eerie luminescence that would be haunting if he were human. As it was, he found their distorted images fascinating.

They were heading toward Stryker's reception hall.

Since Acheron couldn't come here without starting the apocalypse, Tory had volunteered to guide Jericho and make the introductions.

Apparently part of Acheron's duties as Harbinger was to release his mother from her prison . . . which happened to be the realm they were in.

If Acheron so much as made a tiny appearance here, his mother would go free and destroy the world, so he could never see her.

Would have been tragic if Jericho were capable of feeling sympathy for someone else. He could appreciate it, but frankly, he didn't care.

Tory smiled at him. "It's really noble of you to risk so much for the Oneroi.”

Jericho snorted. "I don't give two shits about the Oneroi. My plan was to fight against them with Noir, but he decided it would be easier to sic the gallu on me and control me that way. He declared this war, and I'll be damned if I'm going to let the gallu attack me in my sleep. I've spent enough of my life with other people in control of me. I won't spend one more moment that way. Noir wants a fight, I'm going to give him one.

And I will not lose.”

Tory let out a slow breath. "I forgot you're the son of Styx and Pallas.”

He inclined his head to her. "Yeah, and I'm full of both their venom. Don't start no shit, won't be no shit. My goal is to get the Oneroi and Skoti back on their feet, and then take out the gallu as quickly as possible. After that, it's open season on the Olympians.”

"Does that include Delphine?”

He saw red at the mention of her name. Delphine was something he had no intention of discussing with anyone. "She's none of your business.

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