Egyptian Curse by Chris Blake

Author:Chris Blake [Chris Blake]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Published: 2013-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

“It’s nowhere near!” Tut moaned, as the arrow sped past the tree trunk.

“Never mind,” Isis said. “Just keep practising. And always get your next arrow ready as soon as you’ve fired one.” She turned to Tom. “You’ll have to collect the spent arrows or he’s going to run out.”

Tom didn’t like being bossed about by Isis, but he knew they had to work as a team if they were going to help King Tut and get the amulet.

One shot after another missed the tree trunk completely.

Tut flung his bow on the ground. “Oh, it’s hopeless. I just can’t do it!”

“Again!” Isis demanded, handing the bow back to him. “And this time, aim more to the left. You’ve got to allow for the breeze.”

After what felt like hours, Tut’s arrows finally started hitting the target.

“Right, now you’ve got to try to shoot something while you’re on the move,” Isis said.

Tom, Isis, Tut and Cleo piled back into the chariot. Tom held the reins.

“Yeeee-ha!” he cried as the chariot thundered off over the plains.

“See that clump of trees in the distance?” Isis shouted. “Try to hit them as we go past!”

As the chariot sped over the bumpy ground, it startled a herd of grazing gazelles. On long, nimble legs, the gazelles took off across the plain, kicking up a cloud of dust.

As they approached the trees, Isis instructed Tut, who took aim.

Tom skilfully steered the horses through the trees. They swerved round one tree trunk so fast that the chariot tilted on to its side.

“Now!” Isis cried, and Tut fired off an arrow.

One, two, three arrows pinged their way towards the trees … but not a single one found its mark. The arrows landed in the sandy soil.

Tom brought the horses to a halt. Panting and red-faced, King Tut slumped down to the floor of the chariot.

“I didn’t hit anything,” he said, sighing.

“You will next time,” Isis said, passing him the water bottle.

Suddenly, Cleo yowled and hissed. Her fur stood on end and she cowered at the bottom of the chariot.

“What is it, Fluffpot?” Isis asked.

They all peered into the long grass. Then Tom saw the problem. It was golden, with the biggest, shaggiest mane he had ever seen. And it was stalking towards them!

“A lion!” he whispered.

Tom looked at Tut, who was clinging on to his bow and arrow, frozen with fear.

“Tut, you need to do something!” Tom said.

“I can’t,” Tut said, trembling. “I can’t even hit a tree!”

Tom knew he had to take charge.

“You can,” he said, in a voice that was a lot calmer than he felt. “Get the lion in your sights and fire.”

The lion let out a low growl and flicked its tail. It took a step closer to the chariot, never taking its yellow eyes off them.

Tut took aim with his bow and arrow. His arm shook a little.

“When you’re ready, take the shot,” Tom said.

Tut let off his arrow. Tom bit his lip as he watched the arrowhead whizz through the air. It was a good shot, but at the last second the lion tossed his head and the arrow just grazed his ear.

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