The Shadow Binder - An Epic Progression Fantasy: Volume Two by Dylan King

Author:Dylan King [King, Dylan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-30T16:00:00+00:00

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Casek threw himself at the mass of spindly legged arachnids swarming around Raelynn. She was frighteningly fast, moving like the wind between slicing limbs and cutting fangs, eviscerating Drau with her own precise strikes. The Bel’gor waded through it all, lashing out with wild swipes that carved through the weaker demons in its efforts to reach its real target.

She danced away, nimbly repositioning herself for an attack at the Bel’gor, opening a gaping wound in its thorax before dashing back out of its range.

Casek enacted his own vicious dance. He had to be careful—he was not so fast as Raelynn, and a good hit from one of the Drau would do far more harm to him than it would to her. He ran his blade through the first Drau, before whirling around to liberate another of its front legs as it prepared an attack.

The Bel’gor chasing him arrived just as he tore his blade through the core of the fallen Drau, and Casek leaped away, darting back from flailing legs. His heart raced as yet more energy seeped into him and he used every ounce of the strength gained to avoid the flurry of clawed arms that responded.

He sidestepped a stabbing limb, and stepped inside the shadowspawn’s guard, using both hands to slash its torso. It grunted, stumbling back and turning away as Casek’s blade bled away a touch of its strength. A back leg flashed, one second propping up the beast’s swollen torso, the next stabbing at Casek’s shoulder.

White hot pain shot through the wound, and for a moment, Casek’s blade flickered as his concentration wavered. The Bel’gor took full advantage. It ran at him, reining down a storm of vicious attacks that had Casek scrambling away, desperate. He backtracked as quickly as he could manage, barely dodging, and ducked around the blows, until he felt his heels collide with the stone beneath his feet. He careened back, hitting the floor and knocking the breath from him.

Had Casek been even a second slower in reactivating his blade, he would be dead. The Bel’gor tried to stamp down on his chest with its two front legs, and he managed to get the sword between them and it. This time, his weapon held. Casek propped up the flat edge of the blade with the palm of his off-hand, and the Bel’gor pressed the entirety of its weight down upon him, trying to shatter his blade.

Casek’s arms burned and shook, the Bel’gor somehow managing to increase the pressure on him. His teeth clenched. He tried to focus all of his attention on the flow of power between him and his sword, the only thing between him and those sinuous legs plunging through his chest.

The well of his power sat within him, a flowing stream of strength that ran neatly along the path he’d created for it. It was deeper than it had ever been, with new, untapped potential. Something caught his attention. A smaller flow, a creek bleeding away from the lake. He followed it and realised with a growing horror it led to where the blade touched the Bel’gor.

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