Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Before it was only five, now I counted over twenty. The new ones wore black hooded robes with silver markings. They didn't have necklaces with stones. Instead, they held long gold staffs with shimmering spikes.
I gripped Soul-Breaker in my hand, readying myself for the battle.
The pale blade gleamed in the nursery's dim lighting coming through the windows. The carved runes on the blade glowed bright red.
The sorcerers slung more flaming spheres at the glass.
The sword sensed the great magic coming our way. Steam rose from the runes, filling the air with the stank of Sulphur.
This may be our last fight Soul-Breaker. Son. . .you served me well.
I squeezed the handle tighter. The enchanted metal warmed against my palm.
The glass wall shattered into tiny pieces. Jagged shards clinked and cracked as they landed.
My face twisted with rage. “Come on!”
The sorcerers rushed into the room. Their magic reeked of blood and thickened the air. I felt the coldness of their enchantments on my skin. The hairs on the back of my neck rose.
But, Lilith birthed me to fight against mighty angels.
These sorcerers would be nothing.
Calling on my power, I clenched my teeth and blurred toward them, ducking their flaming spheres. I sliced a head off and then chopped another.
Other sorcerers charged my way, looping their spells through the air. They were going to cast them next to me.
I bolted toward the sorcerers, with my sword held high.
“Let's go!” I thrust towards one of them. The blade cut the robe and pierced his chest. A gurgling sound left the sorcerer's throat. The light of life faded from his eyes.
“Goodnight!” I pulled Soul-Breaker out and stabbed the sorcerer again.
Kids screamed off in the distance. Many of them must have woken up in the nursery. It was too bad they would witness this horror. The last thing I wanted to do was give innocent children nightmares.
But it was all of the sorcerers against me, and I would not let them kill me. . .not yet.
I sensed another sorcerer coming up behind me. Fast, I rose a few feet into the air, spun around, and sliced his head off.
Another sorcerer stabbed me in the foot with a spear, drawing blood and slicing into my flesh.
“Argh!” I screamed in pain as the edge burned deeper into me.
Another slammed a flaming sphere at my chest. The impact was so strong, it sent me flying across the space.
I crashed into a wall, but at last the spear left me. The stone cracked around my body. I slid down to the ground and caught my breath.
More sorcerers raced my way.
Enough playing around with them. Get up!
Growling, I shot up and blurred to them. Tons of flaming spears rained down. Dodging spheres, I twisted to the left, sliced a sorcerer on my right, grabbed another by the neck with my free hand, and carried him up into the air with me, as I kicked others in their faces.
“Yeah!” I slung the sorcerer against the wall and swooped back down to slice more necks. “Let's play!”
More kids screamed.
I couldn't turn their way. To do so would be to lose, and I very much wanted to win the game. I had lost Fatou—the greatest love that I had ever experienced. We could have had an amazing life, if not for Adae and his men. There could have been joy and purpose to my years.
Instead, my life would be left up to Adae and his unknown evil plans.
But before he came my way, I craved to greet him with a blood bath.
I sliced and cut. I stabbed and choked. I dismembered anything that was connected to a sorcerer. Body after body fell limp to the floor. I reveled in the blood spraying out of their necks and coating me. The red liquid dripped down my face. I tasted the metallic, salty liquid in my mouth and snarled in victory.
Die! Die! Die!
They all lay dead on the floor.
And I counted more than twenty floating in blood. While I fought, there must have been other sorcerers that had swarmed into the nursery to meet their deaths.
I turned to see tons of children ducking behind their beds. Others hugged each other as they lined the back wall, shivering in fear.
And I wished I could save them all from the horrid destiny that awaited them.
Suddenly, magic crackled in the air.
Adae.
I lowered to the ground and stood on the back of a dead sorcerer. “Bye, Soul-Breaker. You served me well.”
The sword disappeared.
In front of me, the air shimmered like the aftershock of a lightning strike. A rainbow of colors danced across the room, and then formed into multihued orbs that floated like bubbles of glass. They swarmed to an empty space that was twenty feet in front of me, crashing into each other and exploding into a kaleidoscopic of bursting colors.