Daemon Gates Trilogy 02 - Night of the Daemon by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: spa
Format: epub
Published: 2011-06-03T13:15:36+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

THEY PASSED BACK through the treasure room, Gunther and his remaining men collecting more gold and gems as they went, and from there out into the pits.

They would have run at that point. Alaric certainly wanted to and he was sure the others felt the same. The urge to abandon all reason and flee full-speed for the entranceway and the calm, rational world outside was almost overwhelming. Fortunately cooler heads prevailed. One guard started to bolt once they'd climbed from the pits but Gunther and Hammlich caught him before he could take a single step.

'Don't be a fool,' Hammlich hissed. 'The floor is trapped, remember?' The guard froze, eyes wide. 'Now,' the scout said, 'follow me.'

He retraced the route Thorgrek had plotted exactly, an impressive feat, but stopped halfway across, staring at something atop one of the latticeworks. Alaric looked as well and saw a mummified cat. It had not been there earlier. As he watched, it turned glowing eyes towards them

and uttered a series of sharp meows, the sounds strangely like words.

'Kill it!' Therese said behind him, gasping. Her efforts in the crypt had exhausted her. 'Quickly!'

One of the guards obediently raised his crossbow but the creature had leapt across the grille work and was upon him before he could pull the trigger. The man screamed, the cloth-wrapped feline's jagged claws having sliced open his face, but the screams turned to shrieks as the wounds burst into flames. The others backed away as the man fell to the ground, convulsing, and half-rolled, half-jerked off the path, the lattice snapping open to drop him into the nearest pit. After a moment he stopped moving. The cat, meanwhile, sat daintily in front of them and began licking its claws with a desiccated tongue.

'Now what do we do?' Gunther demanded, raising his hand to stop another guard from trying the same tactic. Most of the others looked equally confused but Alaric glanced at Dietz, who grinned.

'You need to be the right size,' he said. Then he whistled. Alaric bit back a laugh as he saw some of the guards start at the small, furry head that popped up out of his friend's jacket. Apparently some of them hadn't noticed Glouste until now.

He'd never been sure just how smart the tree-fox was but fortunately this situation didn't require any explanation. Glouste glanced around, spotted the strange mummy-cat, and hissed. The cat hissed back, spine arching, tail pointing straight up. Then the tree-fox leapt from Dietz's jacket to the ground and the fight was on.

Glouste was hampered slightly by a chain she had clutched in her mouth, but the cat's bandages hampered it in turn, and of the two, the tree-fox proved to be the faster. They exchanged blows, claws raking fur and wraps respectively. Then Glouste ducked beneath an attack and, faster than Alaric could follow, somehow wrapped herself around her undead foe. All four paws fastened securely, claws deep in the bandages across the cat's chest, and then Glouste gave a fierce tug and the cat was

torn open, what was left of its innards spilling out onto the walkway.

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