Falconfar 03-Falconfar by Ed Greenwood

Author:Ed Greenwood
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Falconfar

ROD LANDED HARD, feeling a sharp pain below his left knee and high in his right shoulder and knocking all the air out of his lungs. His abandoned staff clattered loudly on the stone floor nearby, bouncing to a stop.

Not that he had any time to care.

Fire from his undluth seared Rod's leg for a moment, and then he was rolling desperately away across the floor, he knew not where, the rod held out away from the rest of him. He had to get clear—

Of the great stone-rattling crash as the maercrawn slammed into the floor just behind him, jaws first.

Its fangs and one jawbone shattered deafeningly, shards cartwheeling through the air, and the beast gave a gurgling, piercing shriek. Then the thrashing, roiling smoke of its body vanished in a roaring burst of purple flames.

The flames spat and spread in a crawling filigree to the corners of the room. By their actinic purple light, Rod saw two young, intent men in a doorway, now rushing forward into the room.

Apprentices of Malraun, or the first wizards to come plundering his tower; they had to be.

And his doom, right here and now, if he didn't get out of here damned fast.

He bent his head again and kept rolling, keeping low and trying to ignore his body's protests. There were open doorways everywhere, and right now he just wanted the nearest one on the far side of the room from these new arrivals, one that led not into a dead-end room but out to a passage that could take him—

The door he was heading for was suddenly full of grim-looking men with swords and knives in their hands, wearing motley armor or dirty clothes. Men streaming out into the room, seeing him but paying him no attention as they stared at the wizards—and then charged at them.

Near the rear of this flood of newcomers strode a man—bald, blue of skin, and cold-eyed—who cast a keen glance at Rod Everlar before glaring across the room to spit an incantation at the two mages.

Narmarkoun!

Shit! If it wasn't one Doom of fucking Falconfar, it was another!

Rod desperately slashed at the wizard with his undluth, knowing how feeble its fires must be against a Doom—but grimly aware that he had to do something.

Bronze fires lashed cold blue skin, and Narmarkoun stiffened, but didn't even spare Rod and his undluth a glance, keeping all his attention on the two mages across the room. Whatever magic Narmarkoun had cast was already bursting into being around them, with force enough to rock the room. Rod tried not to think or his own pains as he scrambled to his feet—Christ, that hurt!—and charged at the blue-skinned man, raking the air with his undluth.

Fire swirled and slashed at Narmarkoun, scorching his head. The blue wizard shook himself, and ducked as if to shield himself from rain, but was still facing the two mages across the room as he muttered another vicious spell, gesturing furiously.

The room rocked again, exploding into bright amber

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