Mage Hunters Box Set by Andrew C Piazza

Mage Hunters Box Set by Andrew C Piazza

Author:Andrew C Piazza [Piazza, Andrew C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-10T06:00:00+00:00


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To his surprise, Dread took a breath.

His entire body was agony. Beyond the innumerable wounds all across his body inflicted by the ghouls, it felt like every single one of his cells was aching.

Just as the ghouls had forced him down over top of Lysette, their weight had suddenly lifted, but before Dread could try to regain his feet, they all began to scream with one voice. The sound of it drove him down to the floor, clamping his hands over his ears in agony. The hallway became filled with a blue light emanating from the eyes and mouths of every ghoul there, each of them standing with their head thrown back and arms held wide as they screamed out the anguish of the death mage who had created them.

And then, it was over, and the ghouls dropped en masse, falling all around him like Dominos. It took him some time to come back into himself; it was the sight of Lysette lying propped up against the wall that got him moving.

“Hey, hey,” he said, “you still with me? Are you still with me?”

She blinked a few times and seemed to focus a bit. “Still.”

“I think,” Dread said, looking around at the inert bodies of the ghouls, “I think it’s over.”

“Hey, great,” Lysette said. “Good for us.”

Dread dragged his body to a seat propped up against the wall next to her. “I told you, you should’ve taken that body armor.”

“You needed it more than I did,” Lysette said, wheezing through her words. “Pussy.”

Dread couldn’t help a little laugh, even though it stabbed hot pain through his ribs. Something in there was broken, there was no doubt about that; his arms and shoulders were practically hamburger, and he was pretty sure one of his ears was torn halfway off, but another look at Lysette’s gruesome wounds and he forgot all about his own injuries.

“Hey, Jolly! Jolly! You still with us?” he said. “Get over here.”

Jolly’s weak voice came back from halfway across the hallway, buried underneath the bodies of ghouls. “I can’t move. Everything hurts.”

“Lysette needs you.”

“Oh. Right. Be right there.”

I figured that would get you moving, Dread thought.

“Who else is with me?” Dread said, as loudly as his aching head could stand.

“Here,” Shifty called out, raising a hand up amongst the pile of corpses. “I feel like I’ve been on a three day tequila binge. And not in a good way.”

“Tell me about it,” Dread said.

He looked around the hallway as a few more weak voices of survivors called out from amongst the scattered remains of the dead. Their voices were the only sounds in the entire prison; after all the gunfire and shouting and madness, the still and the quiet seemed like an alien force pressing in all around him.

“It’s really over,” he said, as if he couldn’t believe it himself. “We actually made it.”

“You were right, Dread,” Lysette said. Her face was pale and coated with a sheen of cold sweat, worrying Dread about how long she could hold out, but he could see that Jolly had crawled out from under the dead ghouls and was on his way.



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