Dragon Fall (Demon Lord Book 12) by Morgan Blayde

Author:Morgan Blayde [Blayde, Morgan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-14T06:00:00+00:00

EIGHTEEN

“Crawling into a bottle is fun.

Afterward, not so much.”

—Caine Deathwalker

I dreamed I was a dolphin: flesh rippling with muscular contractions, an electric tingle in my fins as I sliced the waves. I dove into a blue infinity with diffused bars of solar glare marking the surface behind me. My voice went out and returned, heard through my jaw-bone, the impulse reached my brain and I saw a flurry of passing fish, a layer adding to the images from my eyes. I curved through the salty brine and helped myself to a sleek pollock.

Yum.

Only it got stuck in my throat. Apparently, I had something there already. I thrashed, choking, gagging. The dream broke. My eyes opened. I hung in a water-filled tube, tethers keeping me centered as the fluid swirled around me. Strapped my lower face, a mask held a tube in place that forced air into me with every breath I drew.

Through the distortion of the water, I made out Colt on the other side of the tube. He looked up at me, no longer in his samurai armor or sporting his demon sword. In place of his usual hoodie, he wore black jeans, tee, and white sneakers. He had a yoyo in his hand, the wooden body fully extended on its string. He didn’t move. Neither did the yo-yo. At least not to my perceptions.

Time was flowing for me, but not him; that was my first impression. I focused on the yoyo, using my divine powers of perception to expand the image. After watching several minutes, I saw the yo-yo was moving on the string, just so slowly, it took patience to see.

My arm!

I tried to feel if there was something on my right side. Pulled into view by my force of will, a stick-thin length of bandages floated in front of me. The stick ended in a miniature hand, like something off an oversized doll.

Is that scrawny thing mine?

The tiny hand twitched. The little baby fingers wiggled.

Damn! It is.

When dragons grow back missing body parts, the growth normally starts at the wound and fills in, the farthest part being last to complete. Selene was doing something new that was growing the entire appendage at once. I assumed the same was going on with my foot and severed cock.

Is this new method supposed to be faster?

With Dragon Fall coming up so soon, that could explain all this. It would also explain why time was passing for me at a faster rate inside the tube.

Well, no one ever said Selene wasn’t a mad genius. Why the hydrotherapy, though?

Distorted by the swirling water, I heard a burble. A mass of bubbles tickled as they flowed over me, having been released from the bottom of the tube. The water took on a cyan blue color from the bubbly additive.

Medicine or Ty-D-Bol cleaner?

My vision blurred. I felt sleepy. Darkness closed in and I went back to hunting pollock.

The next time I came around, I thought I was in hell for sure. I seemed to be chained to a bed and braisers full of red coals cast a ruddy light into the air.

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