They Rend: A Nyxia White Story (The Nyxia White Stories Book 2) by Orlando A. Sanchez

Author:Orlando A. Sanchez [Sanchez, Orlando A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bitten Peaches Publishing
Published: 2021-02-16T22:00:00+00:00

NINE

I stood equidistant from the four Minoras as they focused on me.

The sound of claws on the roof’s surface brought my attention to the one that appeared to be the largest. It was to my right and closing in slowly, sniffing the air. I probably smelled as bad as Carter did. The other three hung back as the large Minoras closed in on me.

I turned slowly to give the large Minoras my full attention. If it attacked, I was outnumbered and out-clawed. This wouldn’t even be a fight—closer to a bloody scuffle as they mercilessly eviscerated me.

I wasn’t dying here tonight.

The Minoras were lower demons. They were intelligent and capable of language if you knew how to speak to them. Being an Otherkin meant demontongue came naturally to me. What didn’t come naturally, was being surrounded by four of these demons.

Four hungry demons.

Even when I could cast, I would’ve never attempted to summon one of these. They were irritable, nearly impossible to control, and acutely homicidal when dragged to this plane and trapped in a circle. It made for a short life expectancy.

I did, however, study up on them once I started encountering them out on the streets with Acheron. They were pack creatures and obeyed the laws of pack dynamics. That explained why the other three demons didn’t pounce on me and attack outright. The largest one was being perceived as the dominant demon.

Whatever it said or did would be followed by the rest of them.

I was currently standing in the midst of what would be considered a free-cast. A free-cast meant both demon and caster were free to act as they wished. The only thing that restrained a demon from attacking a free-caster was power. The summoner had to be off-the-charts powerful to prevent the demon from ripping them to shreds.

I wasn’t that powerful, but I could bluff.

The large Minoras stepped closer and growled. It shook its large body, rippling the red-orange scales that covered its skin. They always reminded me of a strange hybrid between a dragon and a large dog. The similarity ended at the six legs, enormous fangs and weaponized tail sporting a mace at its end. If I gave it any real thought, they were probably closer to manticores than dragons.

“Oh greatest of demons, I stand humbled before you,” I said in demontongue. “How may I serve?”

Demontongue was similar to some of the original languages on earth—full of clicks, grunts and sounds not natural to what was considered ‘civilized’ culture.

Every demon I had encountered so far had demonstrated an ego the size of a mountain. When outnumbered four-to-one, the best strategy was humility sprinkled with a large dash of self-preservation.

The Minoras stood still and stared at me.

He unleashed a low growl that triggered my limbic system into immediate flight mode. The sound rumbled through my lower abdomen like a renegade bass beat intent on bouncing me off the roof.

I managed to remain still in front of the demon, because running and dying tired is never fun.

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