Drake by D. M. Gilmore

Author:D. M. Gilmore [Gilmore, D. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-21T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Asher was taking every precaution he could to make sure they made it out of Club Erebor alive. He wore his pair of, now fully charged, watches on each wrist, and had loaded a fresh suite of spells onto each one. They were plugged in at the sides with wires that ran up the sleeves of his synthetic jacket and into the battery pack in his back pocket. His phone, which was running the modified Fixit for the orb, was also linked to the same battery pack, and was stored in his breast pocket for easy access. He hoped by using one large battery for all his devices, he could give himself a larger pool of mana to draw from. Simple watch batteries wouldn’t last very long in a serious fight, and coupled with Fixit running off his phone, he wasn’t sure he could risk going in unplugged. Like he had on the night he had foolishly accepted the job, he had his hood pulled up and threaded over his horns, and hadn’t bothered to straighten his crest.

He carried a black backpack over his shoulder, in which he could feel Esther shuffling around uncomfortably. He had tried to get Ruth to carry her, but she refused to remain quiet if she wasn’t near Asher at all times, and so he had finally given in to her angry squawking and agreed to carry her. He was constantly reminding her to remain quiet, and was often surprised to find that she listened to his command. He wondered if maybe she was intelligent, but couldn’t devote more than a few seconds to the thought.

Ruth had changed into a clean jumpsuit, which was done up this time, to conceal the pistol holstered beneath his shoulder. He carried a black canvas bag in one hand, which contained the enchanted shards of the egg that were being held together by Asher’s magic. Ruth’s own phone was running a subtle shield spell that would hopefully protect him from bullets, but would most likely be useless against anything else. Asher had offered to supply him with a few combative spells, but Ruth had turned them down. He was a bad enough shot with his point-and-click pistol, aiming spells was beyond him.

It was raining out, the streets around Club Erebor were dark, with most of the shops and establishments having yet to turn on their hologram signs, leaving the streets shrouded in the shadows of the storm clouds overhead. A rolling thunder rumbled through the sky as Asher and Ruth walked up to the entrance of the club, passing through the threshold uninhibited. The front entryway was just as dark as the streets outside, without even a light on to greet them.

Asher could feel Esther recoiling uncomfortably inside his backpack, which he adjusted on his shoulder and shushed at quietly. The last thing he needed was Esther squawking nervously at him and tipping off her position. So far she’d been cooperative, but who knew how long that would last, or if she’d give herself away before the exchange was done.

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