Godscourge Book 3: Harvest Sanctuary : (A Progression Fantasy Adventure) by Felix Taylor

Author:Felix Taylor [Taylor, Felix]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

If Myrrir thought the road was rough on a wagon, it was worse on the back of a horse. His hands had been bound (as if he had the strength to use them) and draped around one of the Moro-Ka riders’ necks. He bounced up and down with each step of the horse. With each log they pranced over, his wounds screamed, and with each crevice or gully they jumped across, his head lolled forward and back. They had left the trail, and they didn’t seem to follow any road.

That didn’t help his splitting headache. It was the worst headache he’d had in years. He’d never been this low on mana in decades. There was absolutely nothing in his worn-out and bedraggled channels.

Could he burn muscle and body for mana?

Yes, but…he was in no state to do that. With all the Moro-Ka warriors surrounding him on all sides, he’d push himself too far. He’d sooner become a captain-grade Ko-Ganall and destroy the planet. He didn’t want to do that.

He passed in and out of consciousness. At some point it started raining. He opened his mouth, trying to catch and drink any rainwater he could.

He didn’t know how long it had been, but he woke up a few times during the night, when the planet’s three pale moons stared down at him, and the stars sneered at him.

They left the forest after a few days of riding and trotted out across a hilly plain. House-sized boulders dotted the land, and unkempt prairie grass nearly rose to the horses’ bellies.

“Tye…” Myrrir muttered.

The Moro-Ka warrior who carried Tye said something in a foreign language that Myrrir couldn’t pick out. It sounded like “shut up”, and though Myrrir doubted that was what the warrior actually meant, he took the hint and stayed silent.

After about a week, or maybe two, or…

Myrrir didn’t know how long it had been.

…after a certain amount of time had passed, the horses trotted along a bluff, then into a deep mountain valley. It was night, and an orange glow clung to the valley’s slopes. That was all Myrrir could pick out in his blurry vision. It was a village of some kind.

Before they passed the first house, he fell unconscious again.

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