Wicked War of Mine (Overworld Chronicles Book 9) by Corwin John

Author:Corwin, John [Corwin, John]
Language: eng
Format: azw, epub, azw3
Publisher: Raven House
Published: 2014-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

La Casona was a madhouse.

I could only imagine what the other way stations looked like. Templars clad in black Nightingale armor raced around taking care of last minute tasks as the countdown to the assault reached T-minus thirty minutes. Several Templars-at-arms distributed swords and other equipment. Templar Arcanes tucked rolled-up flying carpets beneath their arms so they could hover in the rear ranks and cast spells over our front lines.

Elyssa and I overlooked the activity from a flying carpet of our own. "He's not here yet," I said.

She bit her lower lip. "I hope he hasn't wriggled through another of his loopholes."

"I wouldn't be surprised." I looked down at a large group of people who weren't nearly as color coordinated as the sea of black uniforms around them. "At least it looks like we have plenty of lycans."

"Are those felycans?" Elyssa pointed at another smaller group standing well away from the werewolves.

Massive cats with bristling fur and bony protrusions on their spines were curled up on the floor behind the strangers. "I think so, because those oversized housecats behind them are definitely moggies." I spotted the huge lion man from the meeting. He seemed to be the one in charge.

Elyssa's eyes flashed surprise. "I'm surprised there are so many."

I spotted Stacey walking across from the lycans to her fellow felycans. Even with her preggers bulge, she still managed to walk in the most seductive way, hips swaying, her body moving with liquid, feline grace. She even captivated the eyes of a few Templars. Stacey clapped her hands and got the attention of her kitty comrades. I couldn't make out what she said thanks to distance and the general hubbub of activity, but whatever it was seemed to galvanize the felycans.

Some of them roared like lions even in human form, causing some lycans to howl in response.

I elbowed Elyssa in the ribs. "Brings a whole new meaning to cat calls, doesn't it?"

She groaned. "Maybe you can defeat Daelissa with bad jokes."

"If only."

A trumpet sounded. There was a flurry of activity and suddenly the mass of Templars melted into neat formations. The lycans and felycans were a lot less organized, but an OCD Templar had thoughtfully marked the floors where those two groups should line up, making it a paint-by-numbers exercise.

A klaxon sounded and a low hum filled the cavern as the Obsidian Arch powered on. The space between the towering arch columns flickered between white, gray, and black. The humming noise wound higher and higher until, with a loud crackle, the air within the arch split open. Three platoons of gray men appeared on the other side.

Without a shout of command, the perfectly aligned formations marched through.

The first platoon was comprised of golems in their standard gray business outfits complete with dark sunglasses and slicked-back silvery hair. They merged into a double-file line at a position marked by Templar organizers.

Elyssa breathed a sigh of relief. "I guess your Mom's contract held up."

A knot of pressure in my chest loosened a little at the sudden appearance of Fjoeruss's forces.

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