Dragon Bones And Tombstones (Book 2) by Craig Halloran

Author:Craig Halloran
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Two-Ten Book Press
Published: 2014-01-17T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

I got my first good look at the figure in the robes. Its hands and fingers were large, clawed and hairy, like a bugbear or gnoll. The figure reached down, grabbed the prisoner goblin by the neck, and hoisted him high in the air. Every goblin slunk back. Some froze, and the hot air seemed too cool, with icy intensity. The goblin's feet twitched in the air as the figure carried him down the steps for all to see. Then, in a loud male voice, the figure spoke words of power… ancient and mystic.

A sliver of ice went down my spine. A magic user! Always unpredictable.

His hands burst into flame, and the goblin's face caught fire as it screamed, twitched and died. A pungent smell wafted my way, burnt goblin skin and hair. The figure dropped the goblin to the floor, where it fell apart like pieces of a charred tree. The magic user held his arm up for all to see. It was radiant with red, yellow and blue flames that danced from one hand to the other. He was a formidable one, to control magic like that. Still, what he was, I wasn’t so sure.

The magic user clapped his hands together. The fires extinguished as he spoke in a thick voice.

“Find them.”

At least it was a man, but what kind of man I wasn’t certain.

“I’m shooting him,” I said.

“No, wait,” Brenwar warned. “There’ll be less of them to shoot in a moment. They’ll be searching these endless tunnels for hours trying to find us, if we’re careful. Shoot now, and they all swarm us.”

Point taken, but I didn’t like it. I wanted to move. I needed to get down there and see if Fang could hew through that dragon cage. Below, the goblins, most of them half-drunk or worse, fumbled through their gear and stumbled into the surrounding tunnels. One moment footsteps echoed everywhere, the next moment they faded away. Three goblins remained, surrounding the dragon’s cage, armed with battle axes, swords and spears. I noticed the throne of the magic user was vacant. The magic user was nowhere in sight. The gold coins on the steps were still there, however. Excellent!

“I’ve got a plan.”

Brenwar eyed me and said, “You do?”

Remember those gold coins I gave that goblin? Well, they aren’t coins. They’re something else. An item from Father’s treasure trove I learned to use long ago. I muttered some words of magic of my own. My human finger tips tingled as I twirled them around. One by one, each coin rose on its edge and began to roll.

Brenwar huffed under his beard, “Magic.” Then, he moved on. He had some idea what I was thinking. He usually did.

Tink. Tink. Tink.

Down the steps they came rolling over the stone floor, towards the dragon cage. The goblins eyed the coins, one looking at the other, curiosity filling their blurry yellow eyes.

“Just keep watching,” I muttered under my breath.

The coins circled the cage once, then stopped upright and each fell before a different goblin.

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