Path of Possession by Harmon Cooper

Author:Harmon Cooper [Cooper, Harmon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy
Publisher: Boycott Books, LLC
Published: 2020-01-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen: Demons in the Courtyard

My initial instinct upon waking was to go for my sword. I was the first one up, and as I drew my blade I noticed a white spark move along the edge of the flames. It reached the tip of my weapon and spiraled backward, settling in with the orange and blue fire licking off the blackened steel.

“What the hell?” Roger asked, shielding his eyes.

“Nick?” Lhandon asked, coming awake at the sound of Roger’s voice. This woke Saruul, who was up in a crouching position before Lhandon could even roll over.

“Why do you have your weapon drawn?” she hissed.

I shook my head. “Am I the only one that’s seeing this?” I returned my blade to its sheath. I drew my Flaming Thunderbolt once again, noticing the white spark of energy moving to the tip of the blade and back down to the hilt as I held my weapon in the air.

“What has happened to your sword?” Lhandon asked.

“So, you see it too?”

“Are you talking about the white energy? We all see it,” Roger said, turning back over. “It’s too goddamn early to be awake.”

“I was visited by Dema in my dream…” I began.

“Your dakini?”

I nodded at Lhandon. “She said she was going to merge herself with my weapon to help me in the fights to come.”

Saruul gasped. “Your weapon has been blessed by a dakini?”

I returned my blade to its scabbard. “Apparently. I’m guessing it will help me when fighting against demons or other creatures from the Underworld. This means I would be able to fight alongside Bah-Mo.”

“How incredibly thoughtful of her!” Lhandon said, the portly monk now in a seated position with his legs crossed under his body. “While I would like to say something along the lines of hoping that we don’t encounter such creatures again, I know that would be a foolhardy thing to say.”

“Yeah, somehow I don’t think things will turn out that easy for us,” I admitted.

“Most certainly not.” He yawned. “Well, I suppose it is best if we begin our journey then. The sooner we leave, the sooner we get there.”

“Let Roger sleep for a little bit longer,” Saruul said. “Otherwise, he will be cranky.”

Roger made a sound with his throat. “No, I won’t.”

“He seems like he’s awake to me,” I said, starting to grin.

“Still, let’s give him a little bit longer,” the lioness said as she made her way to the door. “I will bring breakfast for both of you.”

She was just sliding the door shut when Roger called out to her: “Don’t forget to bring breakfast for me!”

“Is he pretending to sleep?” Lhandon asked, looking at the bird curiously, who was now lying on his belly, facing away from us, a few turquoise feathers sticking up from the back of his head as if he had a mohawk.

“That he is.”

After breakfast, Lhandon cast the rune that disguised my features, the four of us continuing on our journey.

Aside from Roger’s complaining and long-winded stories, the next leg of our journey was rather uneventful.

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