Immortal Swordslinger 4 by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-09T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I sprinted through the leaves with feather-light steps. I half-smiled when I realized that I was moving exactly like the heroes of a kung fu movie. My Vigor ebbed dangerously as I followed the burning wake of my enemy. The sounds of battle filled the air and alerted me to the fact that we had returned to the clearing around the Lost Shrine. Kumi wore a determined expression as she fought off a demon’s grasping claws below me. She flowed around her opponent, filled the air with her Song of the Sea, and attacked with her streams of purifying water. Her butterfly daggers scraped uselessly off the demon’s hide, and her water only slowed the monster down.

But I had to trust that she could handle things because I spotted the corrupted monk who should have been dead. The bald, crazed guardian of the Lost Shrine stumbled out of a deep furrow in the ground. Blood leaked from his shoulder, and a chunk of wood the size of a baseball bat jutted out of his gut, but he seemed only a little slowed by the mortal wound.

“What does it take to kill this guy?” I muttered.

The monk sprinted drunkenly toward Tolin, who hadn’t moved an inch since we had left the clearing. Tolin opened an eye and lifted a bushy eyebrow in an expression of distaste as I raced to protect him. Cold energy filled the air again, and the fiery streams of Flight under my feet vanished. I plummeted toward the ground with a curse, landed behind the monk, and turned to face him.

The monk was almost frozen in place.

His muscles stood out in stark relief as he tried to haul himself through the air, but it looked as if Tolin had slowed down the playback on a movie to a crawl. I took advantage of the opening and sprinted around the frozen monk until I stood between Tolin and his attacker.

“That’s a neat trick, old man,” I said, astonished.

“Did you just acknowledge my superior talent?” Tolin wore an expression of mock disbelief.

“Couldn’t you have done it earlier?” I asked.

“I haven’t had to exert myself like this in years,” he muttered. “It’s not as simple as it looks. Oh, he’s slipping out. You’d better—”

The monk returned to normal speed in the blink of an eye. Silver fire engulfed his whole body, bursting from his eyes and mouth. Tymo’s teaching echoed in my mind. The monk was bypassing his pathways’ natural barriers. I couldn’t let him turn into another Hamon Wysaro with centuries more experience. Choshi yelped as I whirled the Demure Rebirth around my head and clocked the monk across the point of the jaw. His legs buckled under him, but his momentum carried him straight into my clutches.

I ducked under a wild swipe and slammed my shoulder into the monk’s gut. The silver flames of his aura burned my skin as I pushed fire through my physical channels. I scooped him up, rushed across the clearing, and slammed his back into the rocky bed of the stream.

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