Chapter 28: Peaches
Peaches wasn’t about to be swallowed whole again. The fetal breath … the slimy hot air … Once in her lives was more than enough – the sharp decline in the roof was more than enough to stumble safely backwards on. The massive splash of water showering down her on – but not touching her – yet. Good. The rumbles close by … mostly thunder now? No time left. Pointing her palm right down the tentacled shark’s throat. She fired her strongest lightning bolt spell. BOOOOOOM! It flung the shark back. Dead. But flung her back too. Crashing into the...
Chapter 27: Roo
As Raz finally flew off through the extra wide gate, Roo cracked his knuckles one more time. Like he could break his enemies as easily as he was breaking his knuckles. The walls of the canyon echoed it sharp. The palisades echoed it thicker. Louder, for just that instant, than the minotaurs roaring and shaking everything, but then not, the roars stronger than the thunder nearby. The sour taste of his morning tea now in his mouth … The whiff of Fleur’s strawberry and cream not helping right now. She was still chained up by the gatehouse and he’d have...
Chapter 26: Peaches
Peaches almost died that instant. Almost. The long dark shadows in the water below swam so too lazily. The rosy pink sky was far too clear of clouds and thunder. The quiet was unnatural for whatever darkspawn attack this was. And the smell … So fishy it hurt the nose, and stomach. But she stood tall and firm on the rooftop. Hand tight over her other wrist. Ready to cast another spell quick and deadly, as her nickname proclaimed. Her blond hair blew yanky in the wind and … wait. Wind? It was too quiet for natural wind, and that...
Chapter 25: Roo
Roo knew Fleur was laughing out of pure evil delight, and the way her laugh echoed through the canyon path, through the chasm, above the bangs and booms of the charging minotaurs … Somehow he already felt less sorry about chaining her up bare in the scale now. Her strawberries and cream scent, plus that hint of serpent now, be extra, extra cautious of her, and whatever she was scheming. But the charging minotaurs and their dire ogre boss came first. Roo already ruined the drawbridge and too many logs by the gatehouse, but if these darkspawn had reached the...
Chapter 24: Peaches
Peaches knew it: time to go off the obvious path. This alleyway was a straight way to death at this rate. It was as shadowy as darkspawn’s beloved darkness and even smelled of refuse and piss. That she hadn’t stepped in any unspeakable – yet, miracle worthy of the oldest Oak of Ages itself. It barely had any paint of any kind. Just bland gray stone only a dwarf would love. Love to chisel into something less bland. The jetties above her shielded her from attack from above but also hid anything in the sky from her, and actually, she...
Chapter 23: Roo
The wall of flame roared down the canyon path and right toward him, toward the gate, toward the drawbridge – it was quick. Quicker than a wolf pack dashing for a fawn and several times louder than a whole pack of wolves howling their evil lungs out. Just the echo from the chasm was bad. The smell hit Roo even harder. It smelled like roasted pine, chalk, like memories he didn’t want to remember, but also of filth, like the uglier darkspawn, and that he could handle easily. Even if the filthy smell came from the three towering crimson cyclops...