The Battle of Alaburg (Alaburg University 44) by Greg Walters

Author:Greg Walters [Walters, Greg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Greg Walters
Published: 2023-04-01T16:00:00+00:00

“Where are you taking us?” Filixx asked the Ɣäktar, after they had left the village behind for some time and were stumbling over the hastily harvested mushroom fields. In the rush to evacuate, a proper harvest must have been out of the question.

“It’s not far now,” an even more bluish shimmering Olivin replied, walking at a brisk pace ever onward toward their destination.

Bryn felt a tingling on his skin. He had felt something like this before, but could not remember when or where. The Samuusa, however, was as cool as a cucumber. She had made herself comfortable in Bryn’s breast pocket and snored loudly. I’ll take that as a sign that Olivin is not leading us into a trap, Bryn reassured himself.

“Isn't this the Falyn garbage dump?” asked Morlâ, picking up an old fish bone from the ground after they had continued walking through the huge cave for a while.

The sickeningly sweet foul odor in Bryn’s nose suddenly made sense.

“Yes,” Filixx replied. “I played here a lot as a kid. You could always find great stuff in the trash.”

Morlâ only gave a snide grunt.

“Slow down now,” Olivin suddenly hissed. “We don’t want to upset them. They’re not dangerous, but you never know how they’ll act when they’re in a group, and their bite is not to be underestimated. After all, they do feed on rocks.”

Bryn furrowed his brow. What was the old man talking about? Then his eyes fell on a mound of earth about four yards high and perhaps fifteen yards wide. Bryn squinted to see better. Is it moving? It was hard to make out in the dim light of the shimmering moss.

Filixx stopped right next to Olivin, who kept a proper distance from the small hill, and said in disbelief, “Is that a pile of Gnarf worms?”

Morlâ gasped in surprise when he saw it too. “So that’s where Rondo went …”

“… and that’s what all these holes are. They dug their way through to get here,” Bryn finished his sentence.

Aska, on the other hand, did not seem to be at all afraid of this strange freak of nature. He sat down dutifully on his rear end. He only glanced at the mountain of Gnarf worms.

The Samuusa fluttered out of Bryn’s shirt pocket and straight toward the undulating pile. The closer she got to the mass, the more she began to glow. Excitedly, she circled the phenomenon.

“This is why Diorit insisted the mountain be evacuated immediately. What you see here is the last magical source on Razuclan.”

At first, Bryn thought he had misheard, but then he saw a glaring, cobalt-blue beam of light appear again and again among the thousands of snake-like bodies.

Filixx was the first to react, as usual. Immediately he sent out a werelight. The golden glowing orb wandered around the large cave for a while, only to return to the dwarf-elf without having found an exit. “I guess we can forget about informing Tejal or anyone else about this. I assume, Olivin, that no magic

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