The Final Battle: A Funny Urban Fantasy Romance Series (The Lily Harper Urban Fantasy Series Book 13) by H.P. Mallory

Author:H.P. Mallory [Mallory, H.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-03T16:00:00+00:00

TEN

Tallis

A warrior’s life consists of many hard tasks, but the one I found hardest was waiting.

As chaotic, terrifying and treacherous as battle is, it’s also a cathartic release. The critical moments before entering battle can be as trying as clashing with any army. While I’ve come to pride meself on having some patience, lying in wait for the enemy never ceases to be a chore for me.

Our present hiding place was no exception. Lying side by side with me Besom was always a joy, but doing so inside a dumpster? Much less so. We kept the lid open, allowing both of us to peek over the edge and see the AE building across the street. The smell of waste was overwhelming, worse than the foulest, rotting carcass of the Dark Wood. That would have been like a fresh bouquet of wild roses compared to this reeking pong!

“How in the name o’ Bran can we be sure the Muse sisters are still here?” I muttered, keeping me voice low enough to avoid an echo from inside the dumpster.

“All I know is Poly was pretty confident in her tech,” me woman whispered back. “Plus, you heard that same call I did after the debriefing.”

“Ye mean, we heard one side o’ it. ‘Tis unlike Sally ta reserve the details fer what may turn oot ta be important.”

“Well, since Alaire knows we’re here, she was probably just being careful not to tip him off.”

I grunted me agreement. “Even so, ye’d think her inside man coulda tole us when the—”

The outer door suddenly opened and a pack of Lemures marched out. The square formation they quickly fell into made me hackles rise. They reminded me of the Roman legions that overtook me home so long ago. Seeing the horse-hair helmet barely above the mob, I understood why that was so. Sure enough, a man fully armored as an officer of Caesar’s legions moved to the front and began to direct the Void beasts down the street.

A soft hand fell on me forearm before its owner whispered, “Easy, my love, easy.”

I didn’t realize I was gripping me blade as if I were ready to swing it any second. Me fingers felt damned sore as I loosened me grip. “Is that some o’ yer Herald magic figurin’ me oot?”

“Why bother with that when your body language tells the same story?” Besom asked, squeezing me arm. “Can you keep it together long enough for us to do this right?”

At her words, I felt great shame washing over me. In order to protect me love from the worst these neds could throw at her, I had to keep me thoughts on her instead of me revenge. “Do it, Besom,” I said with a voice thicker than normal. She gave me one last squeeze before closing her eyes.

As both of us feared, the Blade of Power on her back began to emit a soft indigo glow. The foul box we were in was tall, so most of the light was contained in the metal walls ‘round us.

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