Torment: Caulborn 6 by Olivo Nicholas

Torment: Caulborn 6 by Olivo Nicholas

Author:Olivo, Nicholas [Olivo, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi, epub
Published: 2017-06-26T16:00:00+00:00


Think, damn it, think.

To my right, Herb was frantically chanting, shimmering green characters appearing in the air in front of him. I needed to buy him time to do whatever it was he was doing. What could I… Hang on. I snapped Open portals beneath its legs, placing the exits above the beaver’s head. The beaver’s bulk hit the ground with an earth-shaking thud, enough that I nearly toppled over. It scrabbled and shifted, thrashing against the ground, unable to understand why its legs refused to move it. Its feet flailed ineffectually against open air six feet above its head, and the scene would’ve been comical if the thing wasn’t trying to kill me.

The brands on my chest burned as I held the portals, but the beaver was effectively trapped. Sweat began to run into my eyes, and I risked a glance at Herb. The string of characters he was chaining together was now as long as my arm, and had changed to a pulsing red. Over his shoulder, I could see the others engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the wights.

Petra was throwing them around like rag dolls, hoisting them up by their necks and hurling them back into the water. Her beautiful face was twisted in a snarl as she flung the undead around, her normally gentle brown eyes gone hard. Beyond her, Gears called out, “Forward, forward, high punch!” Billy abruptly ripped off his faceplate, revealing a hideous lizard visage beneath. A jet of acid sprayed from his mouth and melted the closest wight’s head. It looked like he’d added a few new Mortal Kombat moves to the mech since last time. As the mech replaced its faceplate, a pair of wide-range blasters blossomed from Billy’s wrists, and he began mowing wights down as they approached. Jeal had assumed dragon form and was making strafing runs on the undead, raking them with her talons and burning them with jets of flame. “Vinnie,” Gears called, “sonar’s picking up more blips coming in. Small ones, maybe ten of them.”



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