A Darker Shade of Sorcery (Sample of now published novel.)

Chapter Eight.

An army of Iserhian aliens were being slaughtered by a horde of rocket launcher-wielding ogres. As they landed on the battlefield, a particularly grotesque ogre focused his firearm on them.

"Holy crap," Lok yelled as they leaped out of the way of the blast.

"Get that damn demon," Tyrell roared.

Arantay spotted their target amidst the chaos and raced after.

He dove headfirst through the newest portal, seizing the fiend as they soared through the realms.

Arantay landed on top of the monster as they fell onto a tiny spit of island amidst a transparent sea.

Blue fangs blossomed in the monster's maw and it attempted to clamp down on his arm, but Arantay moved faster, shoving his hand down its gullet and yanking out its entrails.

"Finally," Lok panted. "The Masters better give us extra credit for all this realm hopping."

"You reckon he was the leader?" Tyrell asked, staring at the corpse.

Arantay nodded. "Had to be, probably trying to find his Dread lord."

"You two can break the good news to the elves," Lok said. "I'll meet you on Earth."

Arantay tore his eyes away from a kraken floating in the sea to Lok, who'd already taken out his pipe. He exhaled purple smoke as their eyes met.

"What's the rush?"

Lok shrugged, before turning to summon a new portal.

"Gonna scout the area, check no one else is after the same girl we are. Finish up quick. I wanna get back in time to see my goblin soap opera." Lok winked and disappeared through the portal.

Arantay just hoped they could find the girl before demons, or somebody worse, got their hands on her.