The Demon Collector: Book Three of the Hand of Perdition by Erik Lynd

Author:Erik Lynd
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943069095
Publisher: Broken God Press
Published: 2017-11-14T22:00:00+00:00

15

The Collector stepped from the shadows as though he had just appeared, but Golyat had known he was there despite his use of shadow travel. One of his pets must have taught him that secret trick. Still, he arrived quietly with none of the sickness that path can leave with a traveler. He had some skill.

Golyat waited for the Collector to reveal himself. He sat patiently on the couch—though for someone of his girth, it was more like a chair—near the fire that warded off the chill in the night air. This was his favorite room in the house; he would sip his drink and stare into the fire, sometimes for hours, as though he could read his fortune in its flickering light. It was dark, always dark in this room. The only light came from the fire.

He didn't know why the Collector remained silent for so long, perhaps to size him up? The Alliance was fragile and maybe he was trying to gage Golyat, maybe already planning how he would strike, planning what would be required. Too much, Golyat would say; too much is required to defeat me.

"I know what happened. I watched the news," Golyat said and took a long sip of his drink.

"Yes Golyat. He had companions with him, companions I was not aware of," The Collector replied.

There was something in his voice that made Golyat turn his massive head and neck and look at him.

"There was a demon with him. A thing of beauty, she fought against her own kind. I like that fierce independence."

"Ha," Golyat laughed. "Are you in love? Do you desire this demon?"

The Collector seemed to be ignoring him. "I must add her to my collection, I must make her mine. What power she would give me..."

Golyat hid his disgust. This one creeped him out. "Eye on the ball, eye on the ball. You can have her once we have taken care of the young hunter. Tell me what happened tonight, the news was not as detailed as I would have liked."

The Collector nodded, reluctantly it seemed to Golyat, then he recounted what had happened.

"It seems the boy hunter is more accomplished than we thought. His power is growing. And that Hellhound; it wouldn't even be a factor if not for Anabelle's stupidity." Golyat said. "It is best he involved himself in our plans, it will force our hand. We will make him ours or kill him."

"So, you have a plan then?"

"Yes, and a secret weapon or two."

"And what of me? What is my part?"

"Same as it always has been, go and build your army. The Days are almost upon us."

The Collector stepped back into the shadows.

"One other thing," Golyat said. "You might want to watch your back. He has your scent now. It might take the boy a little bit to understand that, but eventually he will come for you."

The Collector grinned as the shadows closed around him.

"I know."

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