Summoned by Roland Carlsson

Summoned by Roland Carlsson

Author:Roland Carlsson [Carlsson, Roland]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, R-18
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2021-10-05T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 15

“Hi,” I said. I raised my hand in an awkward gesture.

“Hello again,” Sal said.

Pallas got to her feet.

“Is this the one you met in the woods?” she said.

“Yes,” I said.

Pallas turned towards Sal and bent stiffly at the waist, giving her a quarter bow. As she rose, she began to speak: “I thank you sister for saving both my own life and the life of my friend.”

“It was done in service of the Huntress who protects all wayfarers. If you truly want to give thanks, burn victuals in honor at the great temple mount,” Sal said, shaking her head dismissively.

“We will do so,” Pallas said gravely.

Huntress? Why was everyone talking like we were characters in the Iliad?

“Why are you here?” I said.

“I followed you,” Sal said. “After you interrupted my kill and were so insistent on taking me back to your camp, I suspected you might be allied with the bandits. At the very least, you were acting quite strangely.”

“How so?” I said.

Her eyes widened.

“You repeatedly offered food with no expectation of payment,” she said.

“Isn’t that common among travelers?” I said.

“It once was,” Sal said wistfully.

“So, you followed us here?” I said.

“I followed you as far as the ambush site. Once I saw Solveo, I fled for the safety of the woods,” she shivered as she said his name. “It was obvious where you would be.”

“Where are Medina and Vala?” I asked.

“The two girls? Right outside where you left them. The conscious one told me to really ‘stick it to him,’” Sal said, snickering.

I let out a sigh of relief.

“Well, let’s get going before the rest of the bandits find us,” I said.

Sal pursed her lips.

“We can’t go yet,” she said. “Now that I’ve helped you, I need you to help me.”

“What is it?” Pallas said.

“The bandits have taken many of the villagers prisoner. Those they haven’t already killed will be sold into slavery,” Sal said.

I hefted my sword.

“Let’s go,” I said.

A smile flashed across Sal’s face as she crossed the room to retrieve her spear. She gripped its ashen length and put one foot on Solveo’s belly.

“Watch out!” I shouted.

Solveo’s face had begun to twist like something out of an LSD fueled Saturday morning cartoon. His eyebrows sat up and wiggled down to his chin, while his nose began to slowly turn clockwise. His mouth split apart and each half traveled up either cheek. An inky blackness ran out from his pupils until his eyes were two pits of staring darkness.

An inhuman chanting emanated from somewhere deep inside his body.

“By the power of the Huntress, I damn you demon. Begone,” Sal cried.

A blue light ran down the length of her spear, illuminating finely wrought letters in a language I couldn’t read. As the trailing blue light reached the bottom of the spear, it flashed in a brilliant display that lit up the room. I raised my shield arm to cover my face. The light dissipated as quickly as it’d come and when I lowered my shield Solveo had disappeared, only to be replaced by a pile of ashes.



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