The Quintessence Cycle- The Complete Series by Terry C Simpson

Author:Terry C Simpson [Simpson, Terry C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781939172204
Amazon: B07695QNH6
Publisher: Golden Arm Press
Published: 2017-10-07T23:00:00+00:00

T he W rath B lade

A mid the cries of the dead and dying, the clash of steel, the grunts of exertion, the march of booted feet, and jangle of armor, Leroi strode through the mansion on Jarina Hill. Ever since Curate Selentus had parted with his knowledge Leroi had waited. He had bided his time, struggling to hold back, struggling with the urge to confront the king, with his need to march on House Jarina.

And now was his chance.

Selentus’ reasons for unveiling his secret were beyond the count, but they mattered not. Too much of the story sounded like truth. Backed by the queen’s word, the revelation could not be denied. He pictured young Jaelen again, closing his eyes for scant moments, his body quivering as the image of Elaina superimposed itself over that of her son. Confronting her had revealed that the nightmares she suffered were of her ordeal, each of them seeming so real she had begun to believe them to be true.

Anger bubbled up at the thought, anger that this beast of a man, this creature, who without his title was little more than a dreg, would dare lays hands on Elaina. The thought sickened him. With it came more rage, such that he saw red. Wrath lent him strength, and with it he would slay all involved. If the Gods were just, today the king would fall to Hagarath and Fiorenta. If not, Leroi swore to see the deed done himself, no matter how long it took. But right now, at this very moment, his focus was solely on Shaz.

Men came at him, but they were nuisances. Whether to a sword or a meld, they fell. He left many screaming, bodies shriveled, armor melted as the fire of the Wrath Blade consumed them. Others avoided him, preferring to engage his Blades. He smiled cruelly. Witnessing a man clothed in flames could have that effect.

“Shaz!” he shouted, voice carrying above the din. “Show yourself you raping beast. Face me and pay for your crime.”

“Crime?” a soft-spoken Marish drawl asked. Shenen spun. Dressed in black, scarred face and arms masked by shadows despite the daylight, Shaz stood next to an archway. “All I did was repeat what your kind has done to those in the Smear for centuries, what you did to my sisters. It hurts, doesn’t it? The best part is that not once did she complain. She begged for it.”

Roaring, Leroi attacked. Flames lashed out from him, extending across the distance. Shaz was gone in a blur of darkness, like night leaping from one spot to another.

Leroi gritted his teeth, eyes tracking his enemy. Again and again he struck, the fire curling from him in the form of an unfurled whip, an extension of his Alchemist and Caster abilities. Shaz appeared to split, two forms darting in opposite directions. With a thought Leroi divided the end of his flame whip, changed its trajectory, and sent it hurtling after both.

As his meld met the resistance of both forms, a sense of satisfaction passed through Leroi.

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