Relic: Mask (A Kane Arkwright Supernatural Thriller) (Relics Book 7) by Ben Zackheim

Author:Ben Zackheim [Zackheim, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-17T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 25

The top of the trees rushed up to me.

My best read of my trajectory put me smack dab on top of a tree. I’d probably impale myself there. My life flashed in front of my eyes, but only the dirty parts.

Rebel’s claws dug into my heel and yanked me off-course. My fall pulled us both down through the tree’s wet leaves and thick branches. The branches hurt like hell, but they slowed our fall. We both hit the ground at the same time, right next to each other.

We gasped for air in some kind of syncopated rap. Finally, my lungs found their balance, and the oxygen flowed back in. I sensed a brand new injury with every breath. The pain flowed through my body in every direction, and collided in my right hand.

“That sucked,” Rebel said. “You okay?”

“I broke my hand. You?”

“Broke a nail.”

She took my hand, and closed her eyes. She wasn’t a healer but she could dig deep for a spell to make me feel better.

“Rebel, don’t,” I whispered. I didn’t want to give the enemy our location. The thing might have thrown me a mile, or he might have thrown me a couple hundred feet. I didn’t want to find out. “If he sniffs out a spell, he’ll come running. We’re in no shape to fight it.”

“Speak for yourself, Arkwright. I could take him.”

“Not without me, you couldn’t.”

She raised her middle finger, and smiled, showing off her cracked finger dagger. “Even with a broken nail. Bet on it.”

We heard heavy steps in the forest nearby. The sound of cracking branches, and a vibrating forest floor meant the thing was on its way.

“Shit,” I muttered. I grabbed a Glock with my left hand.

Rebel’s fingers flattened out to the point of bending backwards. That meant she was preparing a heavy-duty spell.

“No light, Rebel. Don’t give away our location, or he’ll…”

Her hands glowed white. It wasn’t bright, but it was enough. The beast stepped into her light. Its black eyes rolled back and it roared.

“Troll!” I yelled.

The trees in front of us parted as he pushed through, shoving the trunks away like they were cardboard.

I got him in my sights and fired.

Bullseye. Right between the eyes.

He batted at his face and shook his head, sending drops of blood flying everywhere. My round had taken off a small piece of his forehead. A mosquito bite to a troll.

His fists came down hard at my feet, barely missing. At least I’d thrown off his aim.

Rebel and I scrambled to our feet. She quickly rose into the air and floated about twenty feet up. The troll reached for her but his hands just missed.

I wanted to take the fucker out myself. I didn’t want my partner draining herself too much. There could be more of these trolls where he came from. I fired again. I hit him in the neck this time. His skin must have been thick as leather because it barely registered in his troll brain.

“I got this!” Rebel and I yelled at the same time.

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