Harvest Song by Yasmine Galenorn

Author:Yasmine Galenorn [Galenorn, Yasmine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nightqueen Enterprises LLC
Published: 2018-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“FUCK!” TRILLIAN UNSHEATHED blade, jumping back. He was closest to the creature and it almost sideswiped him as it lunged toward us.

I drew Lysanthra, grateful that we had brought our weapons.

Whatever it was we were facing, it was butt-ugly and massive. It stood at least eight feet tall, and while it was bipedal, it was by no means human in any shape, way, or form. Its thighs were tremendous and thick, as were its arms, but its torso was almost nonexistent.

It looked as though someone had taken a bodybuilder or power lifter and cut them off right under the boobs, piecing their top right onto their hips, just above the leg joints. Right then, I noticed that it was definitely male—the loincloth didn’t cover up enough to hide his junk.

His body might be frightening, but his head was worse. Bulbous and grotesque, his head contained a single eye in the center. His mouth was long and narrow, filled with teeth that resembled needle-shaped bones. He had no hair on his head, and he stank to high heaven.

His head was at least three times larger than it should be, and that one roving eye gazed down at us with a hungry, cunning look. The creature carried a massive club in one hand, and the other was dripping with blood, no doubt from his last victim.

“Watch out for that club, it’s got spikes on it!” Roz jumped to the side as the creature took a swing at him. He pulled out his dagger, and with his other hand, he retrieved something else out of his pocket. At first I thought he had grabbed his talisman, but then I saw that it looked like a ping-pong ball or a golf ball. A bomb. Roz had brought some of his bombs!

The creature raised his club and swung it across in front of him, and we all jumped back to avoid being hit. The club reminded me very much of an Alley-Oop version of a caveman club.

“I think it’s some sort of cyclops,” Trillian said. “And they don’t claim friendship with anybody. They’re carnivorous as well—and I think, cannibalistic.”

Wonderful. Not only did we have a big lug aiming for us, but he was looking for dinner. I stopped thinking and started running as he took off after me, flailing his club over his head.

“I’m not sure what to do with this thing!” In fact, the only thing I was sure of was that I didn’t want to come in contact with that club when it came swinging for me.

I heard a thud, and then a grunt, but I didn’t turn around to see what was going on. Instead, I headed for a tree that had limbs low enough and big enough for me to catch hold of. I swung myself up and began to climb as quickly as I could.

I scrambled up the tree, hurrying as fast as I could, until I finally reached a point where I felt safe to look back down.

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