Chapter 8
"Spirit Staff!"
A boulder was sliced cleanly in half as it soared toward our position.
The Executioner's face was set with a frown of determination. Suddenly,
an explosion rocked the ground near us and I flew backward into the air.
I landed hard on my back. My vision blurred as I sat up and I
shook it off, clearing my sight.
A hand grabbed my arm and hauled me to my feet. I blinked at the
Executioner. He looked like he had taken the brunt of the fallout, but he
was fine and on his feet. He was the stoutest of us all with the skin
that was tougher than a dragon hide.
"Aurek, are you not injured?" I asked, touching a hand to his shoulder.
"That blast was nearest to you."
He rolled his eyes. "Aye, I am well. Are you hurt?"
"No," I replied, shaking my head. I looked across the crater filled land.
Monsters, tall lizard like abominations, spread in a line from our
position.
I clutched a hand to my bruised ribs. "Why have they held their position,
Aurek?"
The Executioner pointed his finger and I saw a flash of light and
the battlefield exploded in flashes of colour, as light spread forth, like
a wave encompassing the creatures of dark magic. I smiled, feeling a
pressure ease in my heart. Like an avenging angel, I made out my love
standing at the centre of that attack of light dealing back their attack
tenfold.
"Admerion," I whispered, love and relief heavy in my voice.
The Executioner suddenly looked around, head snapping left and right.
"Where is Apollo?"
The breath was sucked right out of me. "Have you not seen him?"
His headshake of negative was all we needed before we took off into the
night looking for our other Chosen comrade. I jumped over dead, mangled
demon corpses and severed limbs without a thought. My boots went squish,
squish as I ran across the blood soaked ground.
"Apollo!" I called out.
He had to be around here somewhere. The explosion couldn't have thrown
him so far. I had to find him. We fought like enemies but no sting was in
our words. We were best friends.
"Apollo!"
I snapped awake the name still on the tip of my tongue. I took a shaky
breath, running my hand across my forehead feeling sweat roll away. I
collapsed and fell back on my pillows. Dream images swirled through my
mind on a loop. Apollo. My best friend. I knew it without a doubt in my
heart that Apollo and I were as close as brothers. I hope he doesn't
