Kings of Ghumai- The Complete series Box Set by D N Meinster

Author:D N Meinster [Meinster, D N]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-18T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

Restless

2 D.R.

Spira rolled the squat metal pipe between her palms before lifting it up to her eye. The inside of the cylinder was as standard as the outside, and she tossed it back onto the pile before stomping away. For this, they had her babysitting a bunch of inbred scientists? She was a mage! She could be doing so much more.

Was this a punishment? Neanthal had promised her it wasn't. He told her this was the most vital task he could give any of his followers. Besides that, she had done almost exactly as he'd requested. Amelia and her ilk were distracted for nearly the entire battle. Aergo was dead. Ghumai had a new king. Why, then, would he send her off here? Simply because she'd been unable to kill Amelia? Well, he didn't even try to do that either. What chance did she have if a god couldn't dispatch her?

Spira slammed her staff into the ground and all of Belliore trembled.

What if she killed all of these pathetic intellectuals? Maybe then Neanthal would let her go after the remnants of Tunsev devotees on the Islands. She wanted to destroy all of them, but none more than Amelia. She'd underestimated her last time, given how she'd never had to battle a grand mage before. They'd always been on the same side. Next time, the bitch wouldn't be so lucky.

"Was that you?" she heard someone croak from behind her.

Not this lifeless idiot. When she wasn't dealing with the whiney scientists, she had to put up with Peransic. Oh boy, did she hate him. If he had any individualistic thoughts of his own, he'd never let it on. It was all follow orders and obey. Anything he wasn't instructed to do, he wouldn't. He'd kowtow if anyone even said Neanthal's name.

Spira turned to face the see-through specter. He was all gray, with an intimidating chain rolled around one leg and a sickle attached to the other. But he wasn't a mage, and she had no fear of him, unlike the Bellish. With this one around, they always stayed in line. She couldn't comprehend why she was needed when he was here.

"Do you see another mage around that can shake the earth?" she retorted.

Peransic did not appreciate sarcasm. "A yes or no would suffice."

"Some roasted boar and a few days at the beach would suffice," Spira replied.

Peransic had no sympathy for her. "Your desires are irrelevant."

Spira didn't know what exactly Peransic was, but she really wanted to find out if her magic could rip him open. She pulled at a couple of her black and gray dreadlocks to resist the temptation to harm him. Neanthal would never forgive that. He loved this one, if only for his loyalty.

"Are yours?"

"I only desire to serve Neanthal," Peransic replied.

Spira should've bet gems on that response. "One day, Peransic, you'll be stuck here to babysit these Bellish on your own."

"I look forward to it," he replied in earnest.

"So do I."

Spira turned around and bumped into one of the plated Massku.

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