The Nine Births of Carnage (Cross Academy Book 3) by Elaine Valicity

Author:Elaine, Valicity
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Rebel Christian Publishing
Published: 2022-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

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Israel

When Lieutenant Diaz told him to hunt down the Nine, Izzy had to bite his tongue to keep from shouting in joy. His vote had been to return to Babel, but that was only because they had few numbers and inexperienced children travelling with them. But Diaz told him to go alone. Told him he didn’t care how the Priest got it done. Just hunt them down and report his findings.

Naturally, Izzy took Vehenort with him. Together, they were only two people—even fewer numbers than before. But that was all Izzy needed.

Now, he could fight without limits. Now, he didn’t have to worry about keeping anyone else safe. He could let loose. He could do what he did best without remorse. Without guilt. Without a conscience.

They had left the Ice Fortress over a week ago. Well rested, with food in their bellies, no team to slow them down, and riding on the backs of the Fortress’s fastest winter horses, their travel was easy. It took less time than Izzy had expected to reach the small ice village of Konohoh. He had stayed in that very village over five-hundred years ago when he was studying the mysterious rumors about the Mahaha spirit. As he glanced around with Vehenort at his side, Izzy realized not much about the village had changed. It was still cold. Still made of ice. And still housing less than two thousand bundled up villagers with fair skin and dark hair. Though, hair didn’t seem a strong enough word.

The people of Konohoh grew hair from every part of their bodies. Thick tufts like fur, heavy as a bear’s pelt and warm as wool. They looked like animals walking around, some hidden in coats with just their eyes blinking at the world, everything else covered in layers and hair. Others had hair so fluffy and full, they walked around stark naked—though you’d never be able to tell.

Izzy and Vehenort stood out like sore thumbs, being the only ones not covered in hair. But that was okay, the Priest was glad to stand out. In a small village like Konohoh, word spread fast about his presence. It wasn’t long before he was standing before his wrinkled old friend, Lady JekelKor, the only human Izzy knew who was older than him.

Unlike Izzy, Lady JekelKor looked her age. Shriveled and hunched over with gnarled fingers, bent with age and swollen with arthritis. Her knees poking out beneath the hem of her tunic dress were fat and dark, black spots marking her brown skin. She was the only one in Konohoh besides the two Priests who wasn’t covered in fur. After living in the cold little village for almost four hundred years, she’d gotten used to the cold.

Lady JekelKor smiled as Izzy walked into her little hut. It was a sturdy tent made of mammoth’s hide with an open top for the smoke of her fire to escape. Vehenort sighed at the warmth, immediately flopping onto the cushion on the floor to scoot closer to the heat.

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