Grog V (The Ebon Blades Book 5) by RW Krpoun

Grog V (The Ebon Blades Book 5) by RW Krpoun

Author:RW Krpoun [Krpoun, RW]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-12T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eleven

I was asleep on a straw mattress, my feet hanging over the edge, as most beds are too short for me, dreaming of walking with Moina down a dark city street, holding hands, when the wail of a horn woke me. A couple other horns started their call as I pulled on my clothes and strapped on my armor.

“What the blazes?” Hatcher snarled. We were all sleeping in the second floor, which was a sort of loft with a thin partition cutting it into two, women on one side, men on the other.

“Night attack,” Torl noted calmly, his great bow creaking as he strung it.

“Great, and this dump has no wall.”

“Lustis, prepare the cart for travel,” Provine Sael advised. “We may have to flee. Grog and Torl, go see how things stand. Hatcher, go with them, and report back with what is happening; we will stand with the townsfolk. Burk, you and the Mesti will remain with me until a clear purpose is revealed.”

I followed Torl outside into the warm night air, thin shadows pooling around our feet under the white ball of a harvest moon overhead, and even as we stepped outside Hatcher did a somersault off the second story and landed like a cat. I picked her up and set her on my shoulders, and then followed the scout toward the sounds of fighting. We had hardly gone a hundred feet when Torl stopped so abruptly I nearly ran into him.

“They’re inside the defenses,” he announced, nocking an arrow.

“What?”

He turned left, then right. “The Tulg: they’re inside the defenses.”

“Then it’s house-to-house,” Hatcher sighed. “Bad news.”

“Go tell Provine Sael,” Torl advised. “I’m going to do what I can.”

“Me, too,” I advised as Hatcher flipped to the ground. “The Tulg aren’t going to face a file of armored Mesti with townsfolk available.”

“Both of you be careful,” Hatcher advised as she drew her knives, and then she was gone.

“I prefer to work alone,” Torl advised.

“I know. Just point me towards the bulk of the Tulg.”

I caught the flash of moonlight on his teeth as he grinned, and then he pointed. “There.”

“Good hunting.” I headed in the direction he had pointed.

“And you.”

Cutting through an alley towards Tulg war cries and screaming, the night sky getting a little yellowed from a building ablaze a couple streets over, I saw two girls, looking ghostly in their nightgowns, race around the corner towards me, a pair of Tulg in hot pursuit.

I hit the left Tulg with a well-thrown scien, and it crashed into the filthy dirt; the right-hand Tulg slid to a halt with a bark of surprise, having been too intent on its prey to notice me. I put two scien into it before the beast could react, then closed and lopped off both’s heads and recovered my knives.

Standing, I noticed that the two girls were huddled in the center of the alley, and that neither was very old at all, the older being shorter than a Tulg. “I’m not going to hurt you,” I advised.



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