Wenworld: The Zyphur Spear by T.R. Preston

Author:T.R. Preston [Preston, T.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-04T00:00:00+00:00

GIRA WOULD not let Vedara get away so easily. The hulking man was much faster than his size would suggest, and he ran through the fragmented streets like an animal of prey.

“Where are you going?” shouted Gira, trying his best to keep up with the Apostle.

Vedara, smirking devilishly, looked over his shoulder as he continued to dash down grimy alleyways. “Lord Kirga has summoned the great beast. Therefore the heist is over. The spear is in the hands of the Hellcat. I’m going to find Kirga again, and we’re going to get out of this city. You lose, Ivory. You had your chance to stop us and you failed. What a shame. Wonder what Don-Galaga will say when he hears about it.”

Gira infused his legs with flickering purple Kanah, willing himself to go faster with every stride. He was slowly catching up. “Failed or not, I’m still gunna kill you, Vedara. I think you know that. I think you’re running because you’re scared of me.”

Vedara’s smirk disappeared. He looked forward again. Gira couldn’t see his face now, but he knew it was grimacing after that.

“What happened?” he shouted again as he ran. “I thought you wanted to see my strongest Curse in action! I thought you wanted to force me to use it! Did you change your mind?”

Vedara seemed to slow down after that, as if thinking on his earlier promise had made his legs go slower. “I could! I could make you use it! And I’d still beat you after you did!”

Almost got him, thought Gira.

He needed to goad the man into a proper fight right now. Vedara was moving too quickly with too much purpose to not know where he was going. They must’ve set a rendezvous point for after the heist, in case anyone was somehow left behind or lost. If Vedara wanted to rejoin his squad, he would have to make it to that place soon.

Both Vedara and Gira’s heads snapped to the right as they continued to fly down their current sector. They were drawn to the sight of a colossal white dragon’s head looming upward into the sky. It was many blocks away, but still the image was taking up most of their view of the city. Its eyes shone perfect gold, lighting up several streets with beams of shimmering yellow.

The Sanfron Trio, thought Gira. They’ve gotten into a real serious fight with somebody. Is it Barrick?

He watched as the dragon’s head came downward, roaring like the embodiment of death, only to be caught and crushed by a vast spectral hand of ghostlike white.

Kirga. That’s where he is. He hasn’t done a fine job at escaping, then. The Sanfron Trio have halted his plans. That is good news. I’m not sure whether all three of them can kill Kirga, but I can hope. They are very powerful Oracles. They just might be able to pull it off. My heart is with them on this. Kirga will not die without giving them the hardest fight they have ever had.

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