Dark Path Crusaders Omnibus: Books 1-5: Haremlit Cultivation Dark Fantasy by Nicholas Steam

Author:Nicholas Steam [Steam, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-05-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 67 – Life and Death

The twisted spirit came closer. I wasn’t sure that I could outrun it carrying Shinx. I wasn’t sure if I could fight it. I wanted to. I wanted to destroy something. I’d been helpless too many times tonight, even with all my strength, even with my martial prowess. With everything that I’d gained, it wasn’t enough to face the enemies in my path.

“Gabe,” Clove said frantically, “We have to go.”

The crawling horror picked up speed as it neared. I could hear the slap of its hands and feet on the cobblestone as it encroached. Its mouth stretched across its face in wicked glee as a too long tongue licked blue lips.

I placed Shinx’s corpse lightly on the ground and stood, drawing Bloodweep. The blade had never felt so heavy. My entire body burned as though I had just participated in multiple triathlons back-to-back.

I couldn’t run, as helpless as this felt. “Can we do this?” I asked Bloodweep.

The blade did not answer.

An auburn-haired woman stepped into the path of the spirit, standing between it and us. “Mine,” she said, and the creature flinched at her commanding, harsh tone.

It scuttled away, back down the street.

Only once it had disappeared, did the woman turn. She too was a spirit, and I recognized her from the graveyard. This was the woman who had given us our side quest.

Where once she’d been spectral, now she could almost pass for human. Almost. There was something to her. She could not hide the mark of death that colored her. It was in her sunken, dark eyes, in the way they lacked warmth. It was in the somber stretch of her full lips, slightly blue, and in the chill that emanated from her, an aura that bespoke of a place beyond the grave, and beyond the veil.

However, her wounds had healed. For one dead, she no longer carried the signs of her demise. She’d absorbed Essence – enough to alter her spirit.

I feared a fight. I feared that she had used us, and now would claim us as well.

“Thank you,” she said, and I heard my companions let out a collective sigh of relief.

“Did you get your revenge?” Deyja asked.

“Yes. And no. Many nests are now empty of their vampiric inhabitants. Their numbers are far fewer. The undead noble families lost many tonight. Not enough, but enough for some of the spirits to finally rest.”

“And you?” I asked.

She almost laughed. I thought perhaps she wasn’t capable. “No, not me. I want him dead.”

The spirit turned her head to the east, toward the distant mountains beyond the city. I knew whom she meant. I wanted the vampire lord dead as well.

“Then we share the same enemy,” I replied. I reached up and touched the bloody wound on my neck. It felt raw and I flinched from the pain.

She stared at me with an intensity that made me uncomfortable. Her gaze saw through me, into my soul, as though weighing my worth. “I will accompany you.

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