Hades: The Underworld Saga by Jenee Robinson

Author:Jenee Robinson [Robinson, Jenee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

As the sun begins to rise, a glint catches my eye. We have been searching for any sign of Ares and this must be it.

Finally. Leave it to him to make a statement. The man was dramatic.

“Here they come. He will have the archers in the front,” I inform my men.

Oh, I like that thought. My men.

With a wave of my hand, bronze shields appear, one for each of us. A little more than a whisper is carried on the wind. “Archers, at the ready.”

I focus my gaze on them. “Do you four trust me?”

“With our lives.”

“On my mark, raise your shields together and we will form a barrier to block this onslaught of arrows. Wait for it, steady. . . “

The thwack of the arrow leaving the bow is the signal I was patiently waiting for. “Now,” I scream as we are showered with metal tipped sticks.

“Advance,” Ares’s voice yells.

“Weapons at the ready!” As the words leave my mouth, the thunder of thousands of feet grows louder by the second.

The swordsmen are the first to arrive, the archers must have fallen back. War and Drevi step out in front, the clang of metal on metal ringing free in the desert.

War seems at ease as he cuts down man after man. He slices through them as if they are butter with a grimm smile on his lips. While a little deranged, it is also damn sexy. I may be a little unhinged noticing this as limbs are flying past my head, but watching him do his thing is hot.

Damn, Drevi is really swinging that scythe. One man evades the slice intended for him, a smirk on his lips as he is almost out of reach. Drevi stops him dead in his tracks, literally.

One finger on his elbow and the guy starts to shrivel up into nothing. Once the finger is removed, Drevi lets out a burst of air from his lip and the soldier is nothing more than dust traveling on the wind.

He goes back to assisting War holding the front line, not missing a beat. Pyro steps up closer to his brothers, his gaze on the enemy at hand, when five or six start to howl in pain I know he struck. Boils coat their skin, starting small and increasing in size, until they painfully rupture. The men writhe and scream on the sand, until they suddenly still and fall silent.

Pyro didn’t lay one hand on them.

The Four Horsemen’s powers almost rival my own.

Frank stands to my left, notching arrow after arrow and hitting the men right in between their eyes. Once the soldier falls, he sets loose another at his next target. When his quiver is empty, he drops it and pulls out the sword that was hidden within its strap.

After what seems to be an eternity, I finally get a glance of my prick of a nephew. He thinks he’s capable of leading by hiding behind a literal army. To me, it shows how weak he truly is.

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