Starcraft: Queen of Blades by Rosenberg Aaron

Author:Rosenberg, Aaron [Rosenberg, Aaron]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Simon & Schuster, Inc.
Published: 2007-04-30T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 13

FORTUNATELY FOR RAYNOR, KERRIGAN WAS NOT interested in concealing her whereabouts. Quite the opposite, in fact—she wanted Tassadar to know she was coming for him. Somehow she had summoned reinforcements, most likely claiming zerg from other broods, and her overlords and mutalisks and scourge flew overhead like vultures circling a kill, making it very easy to locate her.

Unfortunately, she was also moving very quickly. Far more quickly than an unarmored Terran could manage. Raynor again cursed himself for not wearing powered armor, and assured himself that he wouldn’t make that mistake twice.

As it was, he found himself chasing the brood that was chasing the protoss, knowing he wouldn’t be able to catch up until they stopped. Which meant he would probably reach them after the fight was over. He wasn’t sure what point there was to arriving so late on the scene, but felt compelled to follow anyway. Maybe Tassadar could hold his own long enough for Raynor to arrive, though he wasn’t sure what a single pistol could do if a unit of protoss warriors were in trouble. He doubted Kerrigan or her cerebrate subordinate would fall for the same trick twice. But he knew he had to watch what happened. Maybe it was just that, despite everything, he still felt a need to be close to Kerrigan and to keep an eye on her. Or maybe he felt someone should at least witness her atrocities.

Kerrigan was fast but so were the protoss, and Tassadar had apparently decided that he needed time to regroup and to study what he’d learned so far. The Executor and his troops had vanished, leaving Kerrigan to howl with rage and scrape her claws and wings against the surrounding rocks, leaving deep gouges in their surface. Raynor could hear her shrieks two valleys away, and slowed his pace. This wouldn’t be a good time to burst in on her and her brood, not when they were so clearly out for blood. In the absence of their real quarry they would probably take him as an acceptable substitute.

As he picked his way over the rocks, however, the howls and curses suddenly stopped. Had he been spotted somehow? He thought he was too far away for the overlords and other airborne zerg to notice, but he wasn’t exactly sure how good their vision was. He flattened himself against a rock anyway, and then froze, listening hard.

“What have we here?” It was Kerrigan, and she was all but purring now. Damn! That had to mean she’d spotted prey, and he didn’t think it was Tassadar. Raynor’s hand edged toward his pistol. If the brood did come after him he’d take down as many as he could. Not that it would make much difference, but at least he wouldn’t die feeling useless.

“Not the Templar, no,” Kerrigan was saying to herself, and the scrape of bone on rock indicated that she was moving. Were the sounds getting louder, or was that just his imagination? “But equally as good,” she decided.

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