Ascendants of Ancients Sovereign (Worlds of the Crystal Moon, Book 1) by Jones Phillip

Author:Jones, Phillip [Jones, Phillip]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: fantasy, science fiction, midevial
Publisher: WOTCM Media, LLC
Published: 2012-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

“Val arna,” Kael responded. “It means Storm of Power. All you must do is remember those two words. When you engage your enemy, speak them both. If you need help, the power in the words will allow me to guide your movements. But you must be careful when uttering them. You don’t want the people sitting inside the arena knowing you wield a sword of my caliber. Place my markings near your mouth, and then speak the words aloud. I must feel their power. Once I do, I can assist when needed. Today, your enemy will suffer a rapid death.”

Upon hearing the word ‘death,’ Sam dropped his head. “Okay, okay. Do I really need to kill my opponent? I don’t want to kill anyone else. I’ve done enough killing already.”

In a soft voice, the sword responded, the pulsating of the blade humming as it did. “Sam, this fight is between two beings who wield sharp weapons. Do you truly think there’s any other way? This fight will be to the death. This was made clear on the event schedule.”

“You know I don’t read the schedule. It gives me anxiety. I...” Sam hesitated. This was the first series of moments in which he realized he was expected to go into the arena to take a life. His first two fights had ended in death only because his foes were trying to do more than subdue him. In this fight, he was going to kill or be killed. He would have to release his rage from the beginning.

The bell of the arena sounded, jarring Sam from his thoughts. He only had a couple of moments to find his position. He headed out with Kael in hand.

The crowd erupted as Sam entered. From the stands, George marveled at how well-known Sam had already become in such a short span of Peaks. They chanted his name as if he was some sort of hero. Not too shabby, Sambo. Sylvester would be proud.

The fighter moved into position and held his hands high to absorb the energy of the screaming mob. When Sam saw his enemy walk through the arena doors, he was shocked to see the beast. It had a bull’s head, a massive, human torso, and powerful, cow-like legs that ended with sharp hooves. He knew the beast from books he had read as a kid. It was called a Minotaur.

Sam stared at the horns on either side of the beast-man’s head as it bellowed like an angered bull. The creature’s muscles tightened as it threw its arms outward, level with the floor of the arena.

From the intense feeling of the crowd and his opponent’s dark stare, Sam knew he would die if he was not ferocious. He called upon his inner demon, now screaming to be freed. And before he could even open its cage, the demon broke free of its prison and rushed to the forefront of his mind. His demeanor changed as the hate poured out of him, and his heart turned to ice as he walked in to engage his enemy.

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