Wasteland Warlords 1: A Post-Apocalyptic LitRPG Adventure by James Hunter & eden Hudson

Author:James Hunter & eden Hudson [Hunter, James & Hudson, eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shadow Alley Press
Published: 2023-11-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Blowback

Clay backpedaled away from the oncoming Incant, raising the M4. He doubted something as mundane as a bullet would put a guy that powerful down, but he wasn’t going to let Lynes take them out without a fight.

The Incant’s massive mech suit stuttered, then tripped. Lynes went down in a crash of metal and swearing.

“Got his legs!” Alex popped up behind the floundering mech suit, the chain of her kusarigama clutched in her fist.

Gears whined and the kusarigama was rudely ripped from her grasp and went sailing across the room. Yanked off balance, Alex tumbled to the floor. Lynes pushed himself up, his huge mech-suited frame towering over Alex’s tiny form.

Clay raised the M4, pushing the buttstock firmly into his shoulder pocket, and squeezed off a burst at the furious Aussie. The bullets ricocheted off his suit, barely even scuffing the metal.

Lynes clanked around to face him.

“Shit.” It was exactly as he’d feared. The guy was too powerful. He dropped the M4, letting it dangle on its three-point sling, and pulled out his emergency backup plan. The Wand of Inferno. “Get out of here, Alex!”

“Yeah right!”

“Joe, get her—”

Where the hell was Joe?

The Gearhead Incant broke into a lumbering run that rattled the workshop floor. Clay hopped over a workbench, putting the wooden obstacle between them.

Off to the side, Clay caught sight of Alex jerking open a fridge door. Glass rattled inside. What the hell was she thinking? She was right in Lynes’s periphery!

Thinking fast, Clay grabbed the closest gearhead project—some kind of glass sphere full of cogs and clockwork and glowing magic—and smashed it against a bench vise. That kept the Aussie’s attention focused on him.

A vein in Lynes’s forehead popped up and his face turned red.

“I’ll fuckin’ bleed ya dry!” he bellowed. “How dare you go and break me shit!”

With a flick of his mecha hands, the workbench flipped into the air like it was made of cardboard. Clay tried to duck and roll, but the throw was too fast. The massive bench slammed into him, pinning him to the floor. He kicked and shoved at the heavy bench, but he couldn’t lift it, even with the strength boost from Cinderscale.

“You’re buggered now, ya tumbleweed slag,” Lynes growled darkly as he clanked closer. He hefted a massive warhammer from the debris on the floor.

Clay struggled and fought, but the workbench still wouldn’t budge. The weight of the thing was already starting to cut off circulation to his legs.

Lynes loomed over him and swung the hammer.

Clay thrust the wand out and triggered a fireball at three feet out, muttering a silent prayer that he didn’t blow himself up in the process. The wand kicked in his hand like a .50 cal Smith & Wesson revolver, and a fastball of orange and gold tore across the space, slamming into the mecha like a miniature wrecking ball of arcane force. The fireball exploded on impact, knocking the Incant back and splashing liquid flame in every direction. Including onto the workbench still pinning Clay to the floor.

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