Dead End (Ghosts & Magic Book 4) by M.R. Forbes

Author:M.R. Forbes [Forbes, M.R.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-10-09T04:00:00+00:00

27

Screwed.

We landed outside the Tower, right in the center of a mass of deadies. It wasn’t the best positioning, and within seconds there were a few hundred of the undead coming our way.

“Really, Ash?” I asked.

“Sorry,” he replied. “But there isn’t anywhere safe.”

I couldn’t argue with that. I tried to see past the horde, to find Dannie and Amos in the mess. It was impossible.

“There’s an awful lot of them,” Frank said. “And man, I’m cold.”

I glanced over at him. His makeshift loincloth had shifted, leaving him exposed. He seemed to realize it at the same time I noticed, and he reached down and adjusted himself, covering up again.

“It doesn’t help much,” he said.

“Worry about getting out of this, first,” I replied.

Beside me, Macha started to sing.

I turned to look at her with a serious what the fuck expression. But the melody was haunting, and the sudden realization that it was layered through normal frequencies and into the realm of death magic gave me pause. The normally chaotic rhythm of the magic was shifting, finding a semblance of order that rode along the tones she was producing. I breathed in, capturing the essence of it, ready to fall in love with the Morrigan in an instant for the way she touched my soul.

I could feel the magic blooming within me, the power of it amplified beyond my expectations. It was stirring me in a way I had never been stirred, and I wanted to laugh and cry and let out every raw emotion in me at the same time.

But I didn’t. I focused it into a spell to break the hold Samedi had on the deadies. I held my hand out, my lips moving, syncing the words that Macha was singing. The undead closed in on us, four hundred strong. Frank prepared himself to crush them. Ash readied magic of his own. They didn’t need to do anything.

I released the magic, a thousand lightning bolts of dark energy that coursed from my fingers, hitting the deadies and bouncing from one to another, taking Samedi’s link and tearing it to shreds. All around us the undead started to fall, tumbling to the earth, the souls released back to the afterlife.

It only took a few seconds for the entire street to become filled with static corpses instead of walking dead. I lowered my hand at the same time Macha’s song trailed off. We stayed fixed in place, waiting for them to get back up.

They didn’t.

“Oh man, that was awesome!” Frank shouted.

I had to admit; it was pretty cool. I turned to Macha at the same time she turned to me. Our eyes met. I could feel the energy pass between us. Whatever the hell was going on, we had made an instant connection through the death magic. It was better than sex.

“I told you I had value,” she said.

I nodded, momentarily speechless.

“I thought banshees were supposed to scream?” Frank said.

“We can,” Macha said, breaking our moment. “When we want to kill.”

“Conor!”

I spun around.

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