Reborn_Age Of Magic_A Kurtherian Gambit Series by CM Raymond & LE Barbant & Michael Anderle

Author:CM Raymond & LE Barbant & Michael Anderle [Raymond, CM & Barbant, LE & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-12-07T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

"You did pretty nice work back there." Olaf’s eyes never stopped scanning the forest around them. He was ready for another attack—if anything around here was stupid enough to try.

"Not bad, I guess. I mean, for a girl who can’t change into a freaking giant beast."

Olaf responded, "You’d trade your magic for it? If so, you’re nuts."

She led them toward where the lycanthropes lay, their bodies ripped to shreds by Olaf’s sharp claws and jagged teeth. "That looked pretty badass to me."

Olaf only shrugged as if she had complimented him for catching a mouse. "You ever try it?"

For a second Hannah thought he was talking about tearing a lycanthrope apart piece by piece, but then she got exactly what he meant. "You mean morphing?" She laughed. "As far as I know it's impossible, at least for us magicians."

Olaf went silent for a second and started walking along the path they had been on before they were interrupted by their unwelcome guests. Finally he spoke again. "Is it much different than changing a lizard into a dragon? I mean, if everything we know about the nanocytes is right…"

Hannah thought about that for a moment. The idea of a magician shifting her body into the form of another creature had never come up with Ezekiel, and she had sure as hell never thought of it, but then she thought back to the ghosts in the tower. They had certainly been scary as hell, at least when she had thought they were some sort of spirits from another world, but once she’d realized that they were magicians not much different than herself who were able to dematerialize their physical form through the reshaping of matter, his suggestion made a bit more sense. "I'm reasonably sure it won't work,” she said, though she really didn’t have a basis for her certainty.

"You're probably right," he shot back, but his response was curt enough for her to question whether he really meant it. Then he laughed. "You have to admit, if you could turn into a big she-bear that shot fireballs and shit lightning it would be pretty damn cool."

"Pretty damn cool indeed," Hannah said as she fell in behind Olaf on the trail.

They walked in silence for some time as the hot late-spring sun climbed in the sky, and Hannah could feel the back of her shirt dampen with perspiration. She wanted to stop for a drink of water, but refused to slow their progress. Lilith needed them. Needed Gregory, and if she were honest with herself she’d admit that she was more than a little worried for her friends.

Olaf, though a few centuries her elder, was a damned near perfect specimen. She imagined that he could walk for days on end without eating, drinking, or even taking a piss. She felt relief when he stopped abruptly in the path.

"Thank the gods," she began, but he held up a hand to silence her. Hannah crept up beside him, her eyes following his gaze toward the top of the hill they were climbing.

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