The Broken Bow by C. D. Beaudin

Author:C. D. Beaudin [Beaudin, C. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-22T22:00:00+00:00

Saine brings his sword down upon the Tarken, the creature’s blood spraying on his neck. It falls, cut in two like a tree. The beast had gotten a few punches in, but Saine had cut him down in time. He wipes the blood from his mouth.

Exhausted. Emotionally. Physically. He hasn’t slept in what seems like forever. So far, he has counted the sun rising three times. It’s the third day of this battle, and it doesn’t seem to be relenting. Sometime, maybe in the second day, he lost sight of Kepp, so he isn’t sure if he’s still alive.

A sharp sensation fills his back. He freezes, jaw slack, eyes wide. He can feel the blood drip down his back, soaking his clothes. From the corner of his eye he glimpses a Sanarx. With adrenaline filling him, he whirls around, slashing the Sanarx’s head clean off.

“Demon.” He spits, blood landing on the severed head.

He cut right through my armor. He slips his breastplate off, it is useless now. He charges, not feeling the wound on his back.

Drawing an arrow across his bow, he jumps onto a rock and takes out a Tarken, the Rohidian soldier under him gratefully nodding and scrambling away, leaving a trail of blood in his wake.

Saine feels a sharp slice across his cheek and staggers, his feet slipping, and he lands on the ground with a hard thud. He brings his hands to his cheek, feeling where the arrow pierced his skin slightly, but enough to draw blood.

Only when an arrow lands less than a foot away from his head does he see the archer Sanarx aiming for him once more, in a small clearing within the heaviest part of the battle. Saine scrambles to his feet, diving to the snow as another arrow flies and slides across the wet slush. In a smooth motion he’s on his knees and aims for the Sanarx’s neck, the arrow hitting its mark perfectly, the Sanarx falling.

It takes a lot to bring down the beasts, unless you hit them in just the right spot. The neck happens to be one of them, but it’s a target that—at least from far away—only an arrow can do.

And he’s running out of arrows.

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