The Warlock's Fortune [Act One] by Wrath .V. Schulz

Author:Wrath .V. Schulz [Schulz, Wrath .V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-14T18:30:00+00:00

A pair of guards stand on the road dressed in chainmail and tunics, growing to attention as they spot me.

“Stop local,” one of the guards shouts to me in his shitty foreign accent, “drop the axe.”

“Do you mean this axe?” I ask, drawing Morovig from her leather sheath. The second guard utters something in his own language.

“Get down, now!” he shouts again as I draw closer. They both free their swords and ready themselves to fight. Morovig dances above my head before she rips through the little soldier’s defence, slicing into his chest. Blood spurts from the gaping wound left in his mail. The other’s attempt to slash me is quickly ruined as I slam my drakine plated arm into him, knocking his sword from his grip. The coward calls for help. My boot slams into the bastard’s back as he tries to flee, he thumps head first into the dirt. I leap forward, before the guard can scramble to his feet, and swing Morovig down into his torso. Bone and flesh crunch in the soldier’s spine. The guard shrieks and cries, clawing at the dirt with his legs dragging useless behind him. Morovig hushes the poor fool, by splitting his skull in two. The rest of the scum shout to each other, quickly grasping their weapons. Fenrir and the others have caught up to me now and we almost match the guards in number. Within a moment we’ll clash.

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