The Marenon Chronicles: Book 03 - The Reckoning by Jason D. Morrow

Author:Jason D. Morrow
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: magic and mystery, sorcereress, Magic, magic doorway, magic and fantasy, magic adventure story, marenon, Fantasy, medallion, medallions, magic adventure, sorcerer dragons, magic and romance, magic arrow, sorcerer
Published: 2012-06-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

It had taken a day and a half for the five riders to fly to the outskirts of Mudavé. Early on, Julian had spotted several patrols, much further out than they had expected. This forced them to land, and it took them the rest of the second day to find a spot where they could safely observe the Stühoc city.

The setting sun provided enough light for Julian to see through a small retractable scope. One thing was for sure: the Stühocs were not secretive about their intentions.

“What do you see?” Alric asked as he squatted beside the king.

“An army greater in number than the one that attacked Jekyll Rock.” He handed the scope to Alric. “If you focus on the western side of the city, you’ll see the Pyramid. Looks like they’ve been using the Sphere a lot.”

The camps of the mindless slaves stretched far and wide. The number of soldiers was so large that most couldn’t even fit within the confines of the city walls. The slaves had been pushed out, and most of the Nestorians had camped along the outer edge of the walls. The Stühocs, however, resided safely inside the city.

The large Pyramid stood tall near the main fortress, and would no doubt be used against enemy combatants in battle. Alric and Coffman had told Julian about how Anithistor had commanded the Sphere at the top of the Pyramid without the power of the medallion.

“So, in order for the Sphere to work, Anithistor will have to control it?” Julian asked.

Alric shrugged and shook his head. “I couldn’t tell you. For all we know, he could have just used the medallion to get the weapon up and running. It may not require any kind of power source now.”

Julian nodded, knowing Alric could be right.

They sat watching the city, and devised the best ways to attack such a large force while avoiding the Sphere’s deadly beams. The tides could easily change with such a weapon, even when the sides were initially equally matched.

“Numbers could be a problem,” a shaky Lorcan said. “When our armies meet, we have no idea how many we’ll have against the Stühocs and their allies. I don’t know if King Jiaros will join us.”

As the night fell and the stars shined, they made a fireless camp in a rocky alcove safely out of sight. The others assured Lorcan that a patrol would have to walk within ten feet of their camp in order to spot them.

The sarians rested their large heads on the ground while their riders found a spot against the rock to sit and rest. The five of them sat in a rough circle. Nalani sat across from Julian between Coffman and Alric.

“Lorcan, I brought something to calm your nerves,” Alric said as he reached into a sarian saddle. He pulled out a large animal skin filled with some liquid. “Viper’s mead!” he exclaimed with a laugh. He tossed it to Lorcan and the Erellen immediately unscrewed the cap and started to drink the strong liquid.

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