War of the Raven Queen: The Goddess Prophecies Fantasy Series Book 6 by Araya Evermore

Author:Araya Evermore [Evermore, Araya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9789995791827
Publisher: StarFire Epic Fantasy
Published: 2018-09-08T22:00:00+00:00

Noise returned first; a kind of rushing sound, followed by an immense pain that radiated from her shoulders downwards throughout her whole body.

Her wrist grew hot – Ely’s bracelet and healing powers making itself known. Slowly, Issa lifted an arm and winced. Her shoulders ached deeply but there was no break in the smooth material of her Dread Dragon armour; it had already mended itself. Her shoulders would take longer.

She prised open her eyes and stared up at the muddy sky. She lay at the base of Tarvalastone Mountain, and the ongoing battle was now at least half a mile away. To her left lay an unmoving mound of feathers. Dereever!

Ehka landed beside her and cawed. Issa rolled onto her side and almost vomited as pain radiated through her body. Slowly, her head pounding, she got onto her hands and knees and crawled to the bloody mound of feathers.

Dereever’s once pretty face was now, sickeningly, smashed in on one side, and Issa’s sword was embedded in her stomach. The red talisman flared between her blood-smeared breasts. Grimacing, Issa grabbed it, and burning heat exploded in her hand. She wrenched it from the harpy queen’s neck and held it up, ignoring the heat as she glared into its blood red surface.

‘This and more,’ she growled and filled herself with the Flow. Holding her head back she screamed, ‘Aralansia!’ and poured the Flow into the amulet. Blue magic exploded, and the amulet shattered. She watched the shards scatter upon the ground then turned away to look towards the city. She didn’t have the strength to even walk half a mile, let alone fight when she got there.

A dark cloud passed overhead. Issa moved and wrenched her sword free of Dereever. Looking up, she almost fainted when she saw Asaph gliding down towards her. She tried to control the tremble in her legs and failed, sinking gracefully onto her haunches.

Asaph listed to the left. His wing was crooked, and blood smeared his golden sides red and black. Without landing, he deftly scooped her into his front paw. The gentleness with which he held her despite his size was still a source of wonder.

‘Are you injured?’ he asked, beating his wings and turning towards Diredrull.

‘Bruised and battered, mostly. I don’t think I can lift my sword again today, though I want to.’ Issa touched her aching shoulders. She wanted to fight alongside the others, perhaps she could still use magic.

As they passed over Diredrull the sheer scale of the battle was revealed to her. It still raged in the enormous courtyard where several more walls had collapsed, and fires ravaged many parts. Ravens still fought harpies but now in scattered pockets. Occasionally, Elven arrows assisted them.

‘The goddess only knows what’s going on underground,’ Issa breathed.

‘The Dwarves of Light are fighting their dark brethren beneath their great city,’ said Asaph.

‘Look, there’s Morhork,’ said Issa, pointing.

The blue dragon was on the ground atop a collapsed wall and turret, surrounded by Maphraxies, their shining black armour making them seem as ants beside the enormous dragon.

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