Sinister Seraphim of Mine (Overworld Chronicles Book 8) Read Online Free Page A
Author: John Corwin
empty hands. "We come in peace."
The other trolls growled and advanced.
"I'm Ivy's brother, Justin," I said. "I'm the Cataclyst." I really hated to play the whole, "I'm kind of a big deal" card, but with the battle going on behind me, and the possibility I might have to kill potential allies, I didn't have a lot of time.
At this, the horned troll made a confused noise. His comrades looked shocked and disappointed, each one chiming in with growls, snapping teeth, and noises which made it sound like they'd really wanted to tear me apart. After all, spending most of the time hiding in a bush while waiting to gobble up intruders was probably really boring.
"Daelissa is trying to kill Jeremiah," I said. "We need to help him."
The troll leader roared, displaying a mouth big enough to swallow a dog. They moved toward Jeremiah's position as Daelissa's attacks pummeled his mirror defense.
Jeremiah looked over at us. He made some awful growling noises and shook his head. The troll leader replied with snapping teeth, but Jeremiah seemed to override him with the kind of bellow usually reserved for someone passing kidney stones.
The troll leader gave me a long look before bending over and burrowing into the ground faster than a cartoon rabbit. The last thing I saw was his hairy rear end. The rest of his posse followed.
"You need help!" I shouted at the stubborn Arcane.
"Leave, boy," Jeremiah said through clenched teeth. "This is my battle to win or lose."
"You're a fool," I shouted. "We need you."
His magical mirror shattered. I threw up a shield of Murk around me and Elyssa to protect us from the pieces. Jeremiah threw up his hands and thrust them forward. Something sparkled in the sky above. He flipped sideways to avoid another bolt of Brilliance. The distant object in the sky streaked earthward, trailing blue flames in its wake. Jeremiah dodged more attacks, each one closer than the last, as if taunting Daelissa.
I couldn't see the Seraphim from our position, but she was probably somewhere in the main foyer, or what was left of it after all the fighting. A rumbling roar filled the air and a meteor the size of a pregnant elephant slammed into the house. Jeremiah threw up a shield. The blast pushed him back. My shield sparked as a tremendous cloud of debris rushed past.
I felt Elyssa's hands tighten on my arm. "What in the hell was that?"
"If Daelissa survived that—" My mouth hung open as a stiff wind cleared the air. The mansion was obliterated. A few walls remained standing. In the middle of it all stood one singed, naked, bald, and extremely pissed-off angel.
Chapter 3
Daelissa's naked skin was covered in a patchwork of soot and blisters. A shimmering white shield flickered around her. It obviously hadn't been enough to keep her completely safe. Her mouth was locked in a silent roar. A white glow suffused her eyes.
"Why won't you just die?" Jeremiah shouted.
Daelissa's entire body glowed white. She held out her hand toward the Arcane. His arm twitched and seemed to move of its own accord.
She's trying to feed from him.
Jeremiah slammed his staff against the ground, and his arm came back under his control. He aimed his staff and fired a black beam at the angel.
She fired a pulse of white back at him. The forces met and exploded in a spherical shockwave, causing one surviving wall of the mansion to topple. Daelissa said something, but her voice was hoarse—probably burnt from the blast—and I couldn't hear her. Her gaze flicked to me and Elyssa, as if suddenly realizing we were there.
Jeremiah shot another pulse at her. I dropped my shield and fired a lance of Murk at Daelissa. She surged upward into the air, brilliant wings of energy spreading from her back. She dodged our attacks and cast a volley of pulsars at our positions. One detonated near Jeremiah and sent him flying through the air. I managed to throw up another shield, but the first orb sent a spider web of cracks down the surface. I willed my
The other trolls growled and advanced.
"I'm Ivy's brother, Justin," I said. "I'm the Cataclyst." I really hated to play the whole, "I'm kind of a big deal" card, but with the battle going on behind me, and the possibility I might have to kill potential allies, I didn't have a lot of time.
At this, the horned troll made a confused noise. His comrades looked shocked and disappointed, each one chiming in with growls, snapping teeth, and noises which made it sound like they'd really wanted to tear me apart. After all, spending most of the time hiding in a bush while waiting to gobble up intruders was probably really boring.
"Daelissa is trying to kill Jeremiah," I said. "We need to help him."
The troll leader roared, displaying a mouth big enough to swallow a dog. They moved toward Jeremiah's position as Daelissa's attacks pummeled his mirror defense.
Jeremiah looked over at us. He made some awful growling noises and shook his head. The troll leader replied with snapping teeth, but Jeremiah seemed to override him with the kind of bellow usually reserved for someone passing kidney stones.
The troll leader gave me a long look before bending over and burrowing into the ground faster than a cartoon rabbit. The last thing I saw was his hairy rear end. The rest of his posse followed.
"You need help!" I shouted at the stubborn Arcane.
"Leave, boy," Jeremiah said through clenched teeth. "This is my battle to win or lose."
"You're a fool," I shouted. "We need you."
His magical mirror shattered. I threw up a shield of Murk around me and Elyssa to protect us from the pieces. Jeremiah threw up his hands and thrust them forward. Something sparkled in the sky above. He flipped sideways to avoid another bolt of Brilliance. The distant object in the sky streaked earthward, trailing blue flames in its wake. Jeremiah dodged more attacks, each one closer than the last, as if taunting Daelissa.
I couldn't see the Seraphim from our position, but she was probably somewhere in the main foyer, or what was left of it after all the fighting. A rumbling roar filled the air and a meteor the size of a pregnant elephant slammed into the house. Jeremiah threw up a shield. The blast pushed him back. My shield sparked as a tremendous cloud of debris rushed past.
I felt Elyssa's hands tighten on my arm. "What in the hell was that?"
"If Daelissa survived that—" My mouth hung open as a stiff wind cleared the air. The mansion was obliterated. A few walls remained standing. In the middle of it all stood one singed, naked, bald, and extremely pissed-off angel.
Chapter 3
Daelissa's naked skin was covered in a patchwork of soot and blisters. A shimmering white shield flickered around her. It obviously hadn't been enough to keep her completely safe. Her mouth was locked in a silent roar. A white glow suffused her eyes.
"Why won't you just die?" Jeremiah shouted.
Daelissa's entire body glowed white. She held out her hand toward the Arcane. His arm twitched and seemed to move of its own accord.
She's trying to feed from him.
Jeremiah slammed his staff against the ground, and his arm came back under his control. He aimed his staff and fired a black beam at the angel.
She fired a pulse of white back at him. The forces met and exploded in a spherical shockwave, causing one surviving wall of the mansion to topple. Daelissa said something, but her voice was hoarse—probably burnt from the blast—and I couldn't hear her. Her gaze flicked to me and Elyssa, as if suddenly realizing we were there.
Jeremiah shot another pulse at her. I dropped my shield and fired a lance of Murk at Daelissa. She surged upward into the air, brilliant wings of energy spreading from her back. She dodged our attacks and cast a volley of pulsars at our positions. One detonated near Jeremiah and sent him flying through the air. I managed to throw up another shield, but the first orb sent a spider web of cracks down the surface. I willed my
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