The father-daughter superhero duo of REDEMPTOR find little peace following their defeat of the wicked wizard, General Gorchen. Little do they know that the prison city they left behind has descended into civil chaos. And it's about to get worse. Onl...
From the edges of the clearing blue lava rising and creeping in. Horrendous flaming tidal waves of blue fire. Just blue fire. Everything blue. Hot. Death. Like fingers slowly closing into a fist around Rene.
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Looking back, Nariah could see her father distressed. She had to act. Show what she had learned. She raised her hands and sang out, "EEEEE." The blue lava and black towers froze. It all began to tremble around them.
Behind Nariah, Rene saw a shadowy figure of a woman. Long dress. Stepping forth. A mystical mist about her. Long hair. Long arms. Reaching out, long and longer, and her fingers long and longer. Finger nails. Over Nariah. But Nariah didn't see her.
Nariah raised her hands. Around the clearing, the "towers" of Tetrapolis dispersed into black florelli, the blue "lava" into blue florelli, and then it all flew off to return to the canopy above. Nariah smiled, proud of herself. Rene shook his head, remembering himself. The shadow woman with the twenty-berus-long arms and thirty-berus-long fingers vanished as well. Nariah never even saw her.
"I'm sorry," Rene said, getting back his breath. "I was thinking of Tetrapolis." And Mount Veda. What happened to him there." He was shaking his head. "No greater pain."
Nariah placed her hand on her father's arm. "Pain Is Power to Heal."
"What?" Rene's eyebrows raised.
"The Shinseon's Code, remember, Daddy? Ophiuchus taught me, and I teach you." She smiled. "You rest, Daddy. You need to rest. Sit down and rest."
Nariah roughly pulled him down to sit against the tree. Then, there was a long stretch of hammock behind Rene's back, and he was hoisted up into swinging. He laughed. "Are you doing this?" Nariah started climbing up onto the hammock too, but then it shook and spun, and Rene and Nariah both fell out, falling straight toward the ground. Nariah went, "Eeeh!" and as she did, her yellow bead glowed, and Rene realized they were both glowing golden, and floating over the purple grass, their arms and legs held out at their sides. Rene looked across to Nariah, who was smiling. He asked, "Did you do that on purpose? Use your power on purpose?"
Nariah nodded. He said, "I'm proud of you."
And she was proud of herself.
"You want to go for a swim while we're down here?" Rene asked. "Refuse No Righteous Request!"
And then, while they glowed, Nariah and Rene went swimming through the air. They were laughing. "I don't know how righteous this is." "So righteous!" "If it's right then it's righteous!" "RRRrriiiiighteous!" "RRRRRIIIGHHHteous!" Their laughter resounded through the branches.
About ten steps beyond the clearing, almond-shaped eyes focused on the father and daughter, sharp and plotting. They weren't the eyes of any Tulgey beast. But of a human. That most dangerous beast of all. Or so she liked to think of herself.
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But on the other side of the clearing, a certain silent blackness was roiling. Its tendrils leaping up. Hungry. It had them in its nostrils, that tall lean one and that small pretty one. It raised its head from behind the bushes, perked up its furry ears. In it breathed, and its mane of sharp silver scrap metal gleamed. The Urgula hungered. It hungered for heroes.
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TO BE CONTINUED IN REDEMPTOR ADVENTURES # 3 - HAUNTED SAFARI.
