The Red Wrath by D.K. Holmberg

Author:D.K. Holmberg [Holmberg, D.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-03-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

LAN

Lan raced forward, following Jalyn. He hadn’t unsheathed his sword, as the moment that he did, the sorcerers would know he was there. He wanted to give Sophie and Parvella the opportunity to summon the power they needed.

Warmth bloomed inside him, and he pushed it out.

He didn’t have control over it yet, but maybe the Heart of the Grove didn’t need him to.

“We are going to need your blade,” Nevarn said.

“The moment he unsheathes, they’ll know that we are coming,” Jalyn said, without looking back.

They hurried forward, but Lan began to feel something. He had a growing sense of unease the farther he ran, and it left him thinking that he would need to be ready for a challenge.

“I think we could use your light now,” Jalyn said.

Lan frowned at her, wondering what she knew, but she didn’t say anything.

So he unsheathed. The blade glowed, illuminating the night, pressing back darkness and shadows.

As it did, he caught sight of soldiers… and creatures.

They were massive, looking something like wolves, but with enormous heads, tall, pointed ears, and jaws that seemed a little too long. All had black or gray fur, some striped, and bounded toward them. There had to be a dozen swarming this hillside.

He swore under his breath.

Jalyn growled. “Stay together,” she said. “Don’t let them get too close.”

Lan pointed toward one of the nearest creatures. He knew what he needed to do, even though he hated that he had to do it. He pushed on the warmth inside him, and it flowed out through his arms, into his blade, and blasted the creature.

It roared and then collapsed.

The soldiers and other creatures turned toward them and started racing in their direction.

Lan pushed warmth through the end of his blade, and it struck an oncoming soldier. A wave of weakness washed over him. He stumbled, but then Jalyn was there. She drove her blade into the soldier and then spun, catching the blade of another.

Lan fell into a rhythm.

There was a certain comfort in fighting. Ever since he had trained with the blade, he had felt this comfort, and he had felt the sense of ease of having a sword in hand, facing a combatant. There was just something natural about it.

He slid closer to Jalyn, and he focused on the power in his blade. Energy filled him. It was as if the Heart of the Grove stayed with him, guiding his blade. The soldiers remaining gave him a bit more space. As did the creatures.

They didn’t stop Lan. He pointed his blade at each of the creatures, sending a burst of power out.

The attack had shifted, though. No longer were the blasts of light from the end of his blade as effective as they had been. It was as if the creatures—or the soldiers—had adjusted in some way.

Maybe the sorcerers are providing protection.

Or perhaps he had lost strength.

Lan did not know whether there were limits to how much power the Heart of the Grove could offer him. He had

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