The Witch's Tower by Tamara Grantham

The Witch's Tower by Tamara Grantham

Author:Tamara Grantham [Grantham, Tamara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fiction, Fairy Tales & Folklore, Adaptations, General, Fantasy, Wizards & Witches
ISBN: 9781634223355
Google: uOWLDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B07M68S3M2
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing
Published: 2019-03-11T07:00:00+00:00


12

“Spread out!” Raj shouted, Tranquility shrieking as she reared up to face the sand demon. I backed Sable away from the shadowy form. Only its eyes stood out against its black, smoke-like form. How were we supposed to fight such a thing?

The wolf snarled and launched at the creature. Tentacle-like fingers whipped out, slapping the wolf across the chest. A yelp of pain ripped from the wolf’s throat. He landed with a thud on the sand. The demon loomed over the wolf’s body, and before I could think, I jumped from my saddle, ran to the wolf, and dragged him away from the demon.

Raj’s horse raced past me. The glint of Raj’s sword caught the moonlight as he stabbed its tip into the demon’s form. Its inhuman shriek filled the air. Perhaps our blades had more effect on it than I realized.

A mass of tentacles rose up and swiped at Raj’s seated figure, but Raj’s horse moved light on her feet and avoided the ropy appendages. Raj swung his sword, severing several tentacles that landed on the ground with wet thumps. Blood seeped from the snakelike remains.

Blood was a good thing. It meant the creature could be killed.

A tentacle whipped past me. I stabbed it with my knife, opening a wound that leaked bright red. The creature hissed, coming closer. Lashing out, it slapped my chest. I fell, losing my grip on my knife, hitting the ground hard. The wind escaped from my lungs.

Gasping, I rose to my hands and knees, searching for my weapon. From the corner of my eye, I watched Raj charge the monster. He aimed his sword for the head, but a tentacle lashed out, striking his horse.

Tranquility shrieked, showing the whites of her eyes as she toppled over. Raj leaped out of the way, still holding to his sword as a massive storm of tentacles launched toward him. Fear flooded my veins as I watched the tentacles writhe toward Raj. How would he ever stop so many?

A frantic tune played from the darkness, a sound of desperation. The vibrations of the lute strings stirred the air, creating a symphony of sound. The song increased in volume. The tentacles slowed.

Raj took his opportunity and lopped off several tentacles, then more and more, and finally drove his sword into the monster’s head, right between its two glowing eyes.

The creature shrieked, its eyes burning with rage. Its covering of smoke faded away and floated into the sky. A gray hairless body fell to the ground. Getting to my feet, I finally spotted my knife, grabbed it up, and limped toward the creature. As I walked, the pain in my midsection throbbed, feeling as if my stitches had reopened.

Raj stood over the creature. Drekken and the dwarf, no longer in his wolf’s form, also walked toward the thing on the ground.

“So that’s a sand demon,” Drekken said, gingerly nudging the limp body with the toe of his boot. It was the size of a hound. It had gray, leathery skin and the remains of tentacles for feet.



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