Tenacity: A Complete Epic Fantasy (Rise of the Iliri Book 5) by Auryn Hadley

Author:Auryn Hadley [Hadley, Auryn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781956455274
Publisher: Spotted Horse Productions
Published: 2016-12-24T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

One hundred nuvani could make an impressive dent, Arctic thought. Before him, Terrans lined the ridge and blocked the best pass from Issevi through the mountains. What they didn't realize was that two units had already been decimated. Tseri's soldiers fought as well as the Black Blades.

Now, they just needed to break through. Somewhere on the other side was the rest of his pack, but he couldn't think about that right now. He needed a plan, and they were all counting on him. Arctic closed his eyes and exhaled, remembering Sal's praise. He could do this. He wasn't Blaec, but he didn't want to be. He loved his brother, but he shouldn't strive to be like him. They didn't need to be human anymore.

I need one unit to flank to the north. Three units will push the pass with us, and the last will stalk those trying to escape. Blades, we need to make a hole and get through. After that, the nuvani will clean up the mess and return to Issevi. His orders, thankfully, sounded confident.

A woman's mental voice replied, Raewar, we're at your disposal for as long as you need us. We're willing to ride to the Kaisae with you.

Not this time, he thought back. Unav needs you. The Kaisae's best chance is a strategic hit, not a small army.

I understand.

Her touch faded from his mind, and Arctic nudged Bazya forward. This was it. The Terrans knew they were coming, but they weren't sure how many, when, or where. He opened his unit's minds, allowing his men to feel the perceptions of all the others.

The pack was too small, but they were his. All of them waited. Before him, a soldier wandered up the wooded trail, completing the round of his patrol. That's all they needed. That meant it was time. This was their best chance to get across the mountains to save Blaec and Sal.

Kill them all, he thought.

Like arrows, the iliri rushed forward. Nuvani maargra aimed for the stone ridge. Mounted soldiers spurred their horses. Together, as silent as a pack of predators, they hit the enemy. The only warning of their attack was the sound of the horses' hooves. The small nuvani mounts wove between the crush. The heavier warhorses of the Blades trampled anything that was left. Arctic felt the growl building in his chest and hacked at the man closest.

Light ‘em up, Shade.

Standing at the edge of the treeline with Tilso, she'd been waiting for her order. Beside Arctic, a man's armor burst into flames. Ahead of him, something exploded. Arctic swung again, cleaving a soldier's throat, but without Sal, the feeling was numb. There was no joy in the kill, just a need to keep moving. He fed it to his brothers. They just had to make it through the pass and out the other side without stopping.

A high pitched snarl warned him. Pressing Bazya over, he saw the nuvani leap, grabbing a Terran before biting down on his arm. She thrashed, jerking her head back and forth for the most damage.

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