Sign of the Dragon: A prelude to Awakening the Giants by Alex Morgenstern

Author:Alex Morgenstern [Morgenstern, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter VI - The General

Alan took a deep breath. He eyed his captors and remained calm. The militiaman’s spear pressed firmly against his side.

Then, he stared at a point in the forest left of him. He then swiftly turned to the right in the direction of the spear, took a step back, and grabbed the spear with his left hand. He pulled and disarmed his enemy, rapidly shifting the tip to the forward and thrusting it. The man opened his eyes wide, astonished at the spear that now went through his belly. Alan pulled the spear back and the militiaman collapsed on his knees.

In that moment, the archer shot. Alan dodged swiftly as an arrow flew past by his face. He turned his spear around and smote the other man’s neck with its side. That one had held the dragon blade, and it fell with the man’s weight.

Alan rushed to lift his dragon blade and then lunged at the fleeing archer. The archer, however, was faster. He dashed through foliage and deep forest, and Alan went behind him, almost tripping through the twisted roots. But his foe was running toward the village. Alan dropped to his knees with a sigh. There was no point chasing him. He would have to run away. There was no more time to waste.

Alan turned his back and walked to the clearing, pulling the arrow from his body. He saw his horse, two dead bodies lying next to him. The first lancer had agonized for some time, and now lay on his back.

“It’s time to go.” He reached for the alarmed Targitaos, grabbed the topside of his saddle, and climbed with a sigh. “Let’s get moving,” he said, and spurred. Targitaos began to trot through the woods.

Suddenly, a piercing noise broke through the silence, and Alan stared in the direction of the horn. An alarm. He rolled his eyes and rode on into the forest. Avoiding the low branches and pressing Targitaos into crossing through the tight space in the trees.

“Come on, my friend,” he said, but the horse could not go faster. He felt tension boiling within him as he evaded the branches that blocked their path.

“Come on, friend, we must continue, or what expects us in that forest is worse.”

Then, he heard hooves of horses coming from the direction of the horn.

He sighed, grabbed the reins, and tried to make Targitaos advance. He scanned through the woods, but it was getting darker and almost impossible to see. His horse stopped its trot abruptly, and Alan realized the path in front of him had ended. The branches and trunks were too close together for a horse to go through them.

Their voices drew nearer.

“There he is. He killed our friends!” He recognized the voice of the archer. Alan rolled his eyes. He grabbed the reins and directed his horse to the left of the road, closer to the cliff.

He trotted lightly, finally exiting the woods, then turned toward the road again. It was straight, two feet in width, and right next to it was a deep gorge of about five hundred yards in depth.

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