The Gods Awaken (The Timura Trilogy) by Allan Cole

Author:Allan Cole [Cole, Allan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-08-17T06:00:00+00:00

Kalasariz gazed fondly at the tiny figures of the tree beasts as they ravaged the Kyranian forces, driving them across the deck of the Nepenthe.

Clayre had been as good as her word and then some. Drawing on the Land Of The Forests for inspiration, she’d created a unique and cunning enemy to delay and perhaps even destroy Safar Timura and his allies.

Kalasariz noted that Leiria was still down, barely holding off one creature, while Safar - seated on his white stallion - fought desperately but futilely to reach her.

Suddenly, he saw Jooli burst onto the scene, armed with a spear. She set the butt onto the deck and vaulted over several beasts to land at Leiria’s side.

Then she jabbed at the beast that was attacking the Kyranian warrior, driving it back long enough for Leiria to come up and hack it down with her blade.

“You have to admit,” Rhodes rumbled in fatherly admiration, “that my daughter is one hells of a soldier. Too bad the bitch whelp turned traitor and joined the other side.”

But Clayre did not share his pride, grudging though it might have been. She became furious at the sight of her granddaughter.

“I’ll fix her,” she snarled.

She drew a long, sharp pin from her hair and rubbed it vigorously on the sleeve of her silken witch’s gown. Kalasariz could feel the energy growing until magical sparks shot off.

Then Clayre jabbed the pin down at the tiny figure of Jooli.

But as the needle point descended, Kalasariz, whose attention had been fixed on his old enemy, saw Safar sheathe his sword. He pulled an object from his cloak that the spymaster couldn’t quite make out.

When he raised it to his lips, however, Kalasariz realized it was some sort of horn.

And just as Clayre thrust the needle at Jooli, Safar blew the horn. The sound blasted through Clayre’s cabin as if it were made by some gigantic trumpet.

The Queen Witch gasped in shock as she saw two strange apparitions rise up through the golden tiles. The figures were vaguely familiar, but she didn’t have time to think where she’d seen them before.

Then something was lofted up at her.

Instinctively, she ducked.

And then a great white light flared, blinding everyone in the cabin.

A moment later, when their vision cleared, the living seascape had vanished.

Only a dark smudge on the golden tiles remained to mark the spot where the battle for the Nepenthe had raged.

Rhodes whirled to face the witch. His features were swollen and red with anger. He’d seen exactly who those two magical creatures were.

“Dammit, mother,” he roared. “I told you so! Maybe it’s about time you started listening to me!”

Clayre was astounded. “Why, whatever are you talking about, son?” she asked.

“The mural, mother!” he snarled. “You said not to worry about it. But by the gods who torment us, it’s come back to haunt us again!”

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Allan Cole

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