The Legend Of Asahiel: Book 03 - The Divine Talisman - Plot & Excerpts
A small force awaited him at its base. Threescore, four, it was difficult to know. The living, the wounded, the dead—all were interspersed, working to sort themselves, one from the other. His own ranks had been lessened as well. Both of his giants remained, but only ten of his goblins—less than half. The rest were carving blood trails of their own through Lorre’s force as it scrambled to finish off the dragon. Some had been overtaken by the natural bloodlust of their host creature, and refused to flee. Others had suffered wounds during the battle, and were more easily trapped. In either case, few were likely to cut clear of the thousands who pressed them. So be it. They would serve as cover. And those few who accompanied him would be more than enough. Killangrathor himself remained the largest distraction—still fighting, clinging stubbornly to his unnatural life. Lorre’s men blanketed his thrashing form like a belligerent swarm of ants, each trying to take its little piece, working together to make sure the monster did not rise.
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