Kaiju- Battlefield Surgeon by Matt Dinniman

Author:Matt Dinniman [Dinniman, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dandy House
Published: 2019-11-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 36

The tentacle swerved at the last moment, crashing into the rubble a block east. A tidal wave of shrapnel blasted into my side. Banksy cried in pain. I went flying, ejected from the saddle. I crashed hard into the ground, spinning to a stop in a deep puddle. I immediately healed myself. I sprang to my feet and rushed back to Banksy, who had stopped dead, covered in white filth and red blood. He breathed heavily as the rain washed over him.

Banksy has low health.

“Father, I am in pain,” he said.

“Clara!” I cried, searching the sky.

Then I saw her, angling through the rain. Her wings glowed blue, and she streaked like a meteor toward us.

The Shrill swatted at her, and she dipped out of the way. She hit the ground between Banksy and me, bouncing twice. Her body smoldered as if she’d been pulled from a fire.

“That goddamned demon followed me into the sky. His horse galloped right up into the air. I cast my Holy Flare on him and downed a health potion. The lightning strike barely scratched him. He just kept coming, shooting fireballs at me.” She raised her hand, healing Banksy as we crouched behind a pile of rocks. She collapsed next to me. “I was only saved because the demon didn’t want to ride into tentacle range.”

The shrill roared, and we covered our ears.

“Well this is just great,” Clara continued, peering over the rock. The rain was coming in sheets. “How are we going to get inside of him?”

Winky suddenly appeared, blinking into existence next to Clara’s head. The bat did not appear to enjoy flying in the rain.

“The glazers are cautiously moving forward,” Clara said. “It looks like they’re about to push an attack on the Shrill.”

“We need to go up there,” I said. “I think he aborted an attack on me when he saw I was a worm surgeon. He was about to swat Banksy and me into dust and pulled off at the last moment.”

“You sure he just didn’t miss? He was aiming right at me.”

No, I wasn’t sure. But I had a hunch. “I think we’ll be safe if you stick next to me,” I said.

“How about you test this theory by going up there yourself and…”

Clara cut off as the rain abruptly stopped pounding into us. We both looked up to see the tentacle hovering directly over our heads. This was a different limb than the giant appendages that ringed the lower half of the monstrosity. This was thinner, only about twice as thick as Banksy. Several blinking eyes of different shapes and colors dotted the bottom of the arm. A dripping, fanged mouth stopped directly over us as we stared stupidly up at the flesh. The mouth was wide enough to swallow me whole.

“Worm surgeon,” the mouth hissed. “Heal me. Come. Give me your succor.” The tentacle pulled away. The rain resumed its assault.

“Well that was unexpected,” Clara said.

“Come on,” I said. I jumped onto the back of Banksy. “Clara, don’t fly.

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