Four- The Loot by Eric Ugland

Author:Eric Ugland [Ugland, Eric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Air Quotes Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2019-02-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Immediately, there was a stairwell down, and I tripped a little on the first step, but the stairwell was open on either side so I could see the large room the stairs led into: a massive space that was wide open. Everything inside was made of the same black marble as the walls outside, shiny and beautiful, lit by black candles that burned with a bright blue-white flame. The floor was mostly covered, however, by figures in robes, hoods drawn up over their faces. And there were a ton of them. Shoulder to shoulder from the base of the stairs and around. All the way on the other side stood the figure I’d seen do the cutting. The asshole who’d killed the little girl. The dick in the white robes.

All the figures looked at me as one. It was completely unnatural.

“You dare invade the Master’s sanctuary?” The figure shouted at me, his voice shrill and deeply unpleasant.

“This is the Master’s sanctuary?” I asked.

“The Master will not look kindly on this—”

“Hey, buddy,” I said, “any chance you know an asshole named Donner?”

White robes turned his head, and I caught the slightest glimpse of his face. He had a white goatee, a little long and wispy.

“I know no one named Donner.”

“Fuck me, is this a different master?”

“There is but one master!” he screeched.

I flexed my muscles, and then I cracked my neck.

“All right,” I said, “I guess it’s time you meet him then.”

“I have met him,” he said, “I serve him—”

“Dude, I meant me. Way to ruin—”

“DESTROY THE INTRUDER!”

All the black robed figures launched themselves towards me as one. Simultaneous. As soon as one of the robed figures hit the bottom of the staircase, I caught sight of a face. Intensely white skin, blackened lips, dark teeth, and eyes that were almost a reverse bloodshot, where there were just bits of white left in the sclera, and virtually no pupils. It was also, at least at one point, a girl. Her arms were extended, long slender fingers with horribly busted fingernails reaching for me as she screeched.

It probably would have been terrifying if the figure hadn’t tripped on its robe and face-planted into the stairs with a sickening crunch. Which was gross on its own, but then it moved up a notch when the robed figure behind turned the fall into a gruesome curb stomp, snapping the first girl’s jaw off.

I figured the girl would be out of the fight, but she got right up and rejoined the tide.

With a mental flick, I fired off the identification spell. Sure enough, my assumption was correct.

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