Ascendant: The Revelations of Oriceran (The Kacy Chronicles Book 2) by A.L. Knorr & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:A.L. Knorr & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Knorr, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Eohne watched from behind a cluster of boulders as three harpies screamed and warbled on The Conca floor up ahead. Their scabby bald heads bobbed down out of view as they ripped and tore at their meal, then bobbed up again to look around, their beaks dripping with black blood and pieces of rotten meat. At least Eohne was downwind so they couldn't smell her crouching among the dusty rocks less than five hundred paces away. The downside of being downwind was the putrid smell. She put a hand over her nose and breathed through her mouth. There was no time to wait for the overgrown buzzards to finish their meal and move on.

Eohne reached into her satchel and pulled out a stone cylinder, which had a second cylinder made of alabaster inserted inside. She reached behind her head and grabbed one of her curved blades. She could do a lot with her kind of magic, but it always seemed to require some kind of bodily fluid to work. One day, I will figure out how to tap into a being’s frequency without asking for blood or spittle or urine. Until then…

Pricking her finger with the blade’s tip, she squeezed a drop of blood into the reservoir in the center of the cylinder. She sucked on her thumb and held the cylinder out in front of her, parallel with her hips. The inner cylinder began to spin inside the outer, making a soft whirring sound. A light began to grow inside, sending rays straight out the ends, which then curved up and down and around Eohne's frame until the rays met above and below her, making a bubble around her. The light and sound faded, but the protective field remained. Eohne held the cylinder steadily in front of her hips and resumed walking. The sounds of her footsteps and her breathing echoed around her inside the small space. Sound waves couldn't get out, but they could certainly come in, and so could the air. Eohne could smell the harpies and hear them warbling and tearing at flesh and bone.

She walked past the three black beasts and paused to take a closer look. They were each well over twelve feet tall, but one of them—the one with the wide, curving horns—must have been close to sixteen or seventeen feet. One of the smaller ones had the two short horns protruding from her knobby skull—a promise of larger horns to come. They curved down toward her beak, giving off an ugly, demonic impression. Eohne avoided looking at the carcass they were dining on, but from the corner of her eye, she caught a single great, curved horn thrusting upward from a mess of black feathers.

They are eating their own kind. Eohne had a strong stomach, but with this realization, she swallowed down a heave and moved swiftly on.

Several minutes later, when the three harpies were well behind her, Eohne spotted a large curved thing in the dirt and she paused to look down at it.

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