Gods and Men- The Hank Boyd Omnibus by Matt James

Author:Matt James [James, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-30T23:00:00+00:00

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Teotihuacan, Mexico

“Surf? Why?” Kane shouts down, questioning me as I dodge the falling rubble raining down from the sky above.

Where the hell are these coming from? I ask myself, as I look up towards my destination. Random boulders shift and fall as the colossus moves about the plaza. As these rocks hit the ground and come into contact with its feet, they are quickly absorbed into it, like a sponge taking in water, giving it unlimited regenerative capabilities. Even the gimpy leg is starting to straighten out.

This needs to end. We can’t keep fighting this thing.

“Shit!” I shout, surprised when a stone the size of a Hippo lands in front of me mid-sprint. I do my best to avoid a head-on collision with it, which is to say, I fail miserably. I leap, tucking my legs in, attempting to roll off the top of it, but my right thigh clips the edge, and I’m sent flailing awkwardly over it. And what’s worse, I now have the world’s worst dead leg.

I land with a thud and roll twice, taking the initial impact on my shoulder and then on my badly bruised thigh. I come to a complete stop on my back, out of breath from the hard landing. I flinch as something metallic crashes down next to me.

Was that a gun? I look up and see Kane hanging on for dear life off the monster’s head, having indeed lost one of the Desert Eagles.

He twists and kicks at the thing’s face, trying to beat it, and also trying to find purchase. He does the latter on what appears to be a makeshift upper lip. He then shoves off and grabs onto what passes for the golem’s eyebrow and rolls back atop its head, out of sight.

Lucky bastard, I think, getting to my feet. I shove off the ground with both hands and take a step forward, only then realizing that I’ve lost Elvis. I do a quick three-sixty and find it ten feet away, closer to the stone giant.

I charge—as a massive foot stomps down behind me—nearly pancaking me into the ground. The impact throws me forward, but I take it in stride and roll, grabbing the hilt of my weapon. I stand, spin, and will the flames to return. I lash out at the back of its leg, carving a chunk out of its calf.

The limb buckles as the crack spreads, but unfortunately, it doesn’t break. I dance around the shifting foot, coming around to the front of it, where I swing hard again. I strike its shin, directly on the other side of the already blown-out calf.

The combination of the half-healed knee, along with the busted lower leg is too much for the immense weight of the limestone giant. It topples forward, leg snapping with a thunderclap of splitting rock.

As the thing starts its eighty-foot plummet back to the earth it was made from, I yell as loud as I can. “Surf’s up, Kane!”

Taking what I mean literally, which was the intention, Kane moves to the back of the living-room sized head.

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