The Children Of Urdis (Grimwold And Lethos Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
It was like a fist pressing on his ribcage but no hand touched him. He was as frozen as ever, slouched against the wall of a building he could not see because he could do nothing more than blink and swallow. Valda sat opposite in the brown grass beneath the monstrous form of black mist that sprouted ethereal tentacles. These waved through the air like a demonic sea creature. Multiple tentacles held on to all of them. The pressure in his chest came again. He noticed Grimwold was staring at him, his teeth clenched against the delicate arm of mist that coiled around his neck. At his feet the body of Sharatar lay in a heap. Lethos could not adjust his vision to see the body, but it seemed dead. Grimwold's sword stuck up from the grass beside him. Was he trying to touch minds? Why not just surrender? There is nothing but submission, and Grimwold should know this. Yet Grimwold took a step forward as if his leg were bound with a leaden weight. His booted foot crunched the dead grass as he stepped.
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