Threat of Magic (Dragon's Gift: The Amazon Book 4) by Linsey Hall

Author:Linsey Hall [Hall, Linsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bonnie Doon Press
Published: 2018-12-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Quickly, I drew a dagger from the ether and shoved it into his stomach.

Please work.

The figure opened his mouth as if to scream, and I smacked a hand over his lips, grimacing at the slimy feel. Ew.

I twisted the knife, jerking it upward.

The figure crumpled.

My blade slipped out as he fell, and I looked up, desperately searching for Maximus. He pushed his way past two people, stopping right in front of me.

“He could sense we were different.” My heart still pounded in my ears.

“Let’s hurry, then.” Maximus grabbed my hand again. This time, his grip was almost punishingly tight, but I squeezed back even harder.

We slipped through the crowd, trying to keep the shoving to a minimum. No need to draw attention.

By the time we neared the small group in front of the arch, I was panting. Despite the high ceiling, this place felt insanely claustrophobic. All around, people pushed and jostled, excited for something. Occasionally, I saw flashes of the people beneath the cloaks. All were ghostly, and all had the intense eyes of the man who’d attacked me.

It was a cult. Some kind of weird dark magic death cult.

And their leader was the one I was supposed to convince to give us world-saving info.

Yeah, that’d be easy.

Flames burst to life in the middle of the archway, briefly flaring a bright blue. The energy in the crowd rose, and excited murmurs filtered through.

Maximus’s grip on my hand tightened. I held my breath, waiting. The anticipation in the air was impossible to ignore, and even I started to feel a bit excited.

I took it as more evidence that I had an unnatural affinity for this place. No matter how hard I wanted to get rid of the darkness inside me, it was always there.

Just my freaking luck.

The flames flared bright purple, and the crowd surged forward. Maximus and I didn’t even have a choice. We were carried through on a wave of bodies, flowing with the crowd toward the purple flames. My heart thundered as we neared, and I struggled to move backward, to have some control of our destination. Maximus pulled back as well, but the crush of bodies was too powerful. They forced us through the flames, which reeked of sulfur and prickled against my skin as we passed.

Thank fates they didn’t burn.

We entered a room that was far smaller than the one we’d been in. The ceiling was about thirty feet high, and it was a narrow space, over a hundred feet long. On the far end rose a stone platform. A waterfall poured down from behind it, sparkling with dark magic. The crowd surged toward it, beginning to chant. Their words were unfamiliar, which meant they weren’t Greek, since I could now understand it. There were possibly some Greek root words, but this was some dark hell language.

The crowd stopped abruptly in front of the waterfall, leaving about twenty feet between them and the platform with the water pouring down behind it. Maximus and I stood right in the middle of them, pressed together.

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