Monster World 2 by Michael James Ploof

Author:Michael James Ploof [Ploof, Michael James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Traveling Bard Publishing
Published: 2019-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

The demon grabbed Doughboy’s arms and ripped them in half. I fired again, hitting him square in the chest. He fell to one knee as I reloaded. A fiery sword in his right hand, he growled and sprang at me.

I shot again as the demon spread his wings and glided toward me. I didn’t bother watching to see if my bolt hit; I dropped the crossbow and pulled my enchanted weapon free. I blocked the blade, which came down on me like a massive pendulum. I had no idea how much weight was behind the demon’s strike, but if not for the power of the enchanted shovel, I would have been pounded into the ground like a tent peg. The pizza shovel didn’t so much as move when the sword slammed into the flat of the blade, and the two of us stood there, locked in battle, glaring at each other with murderous rage.

The imps crested the hill and raced toward us, pushing and pulling each other to get ahead. They may have only been about eighteen inches tall, but there were hundreds of them, which spelled certain doom for Eva and me.

As I fought the demon and the imps swarmed over me, I thought of only one thing: Earth.

How the hell had I gotten myself into a situation like this again? I should have told Celesta to go pound salt and send me back to Earth. I could have lived out my days with Becka. Why had I wanted to return to this god-forsaken hellhole?

I was going to die a million miles from home at the hands of a demon.

I’d take boring old Earth over Tarth any day. Too bad I learned that too late.

I hit the ground hard, the demon looming over me. I vaguely heard Eva screaming in the distance. Through blurry eyes I saw Doughboy tearing imps apart, but there were just too many. The demon was too strong. I couldn’t defeat him.

“Get up, Jake!”

Eva’s words were like a cold bucket of water tossed in my face, and I rolled away from the demon and sprang to my feet. The bastard was slowed by the bolts in his chest, but he was still strong as a bull. The blows to the pizza shovel had no effect, but when he applied his meaty fists to my flesh, it was like being hit by a bus. He put me on my ass with only a glancing blow, and if he connected with a well-placed punch, I was pretty sure it would kill me.

Imps crawled all over me as I tried to fend him off. It was like being attacked by cats while trying to avoid a moving train, and I came close to death with every blow. Eva was hacking and chopping at the imps as they danced around her tauntingly, and Doughboy was covered with the little devils. Soon we would be too tired to defend ourselves, while it seemed our attackers never tired at all.

The demon changed course in the blink of an eye and brought the sword down on my head.

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