The Legend Of Vanx Malic: Book 02 - Dragon Isle - Plot & Excerpts
The ogre found its feet again and was back on the attack. Zeezle was beginning to wonder why he had chosen to stay and fight them. This one, as with the last few he’d dispatched, was taking its toll on his battle-worn body. The Zythian was in a fix now, he knew. By mistaking his last blow as a crippling one, then sprinting past the beast to try to aid one of Prince Russet’s fallen knights, he’d put himself between a rock and a hard place, or in this case between a crumbling block wall and an angry ogre over three times his size.Spinning to dodge a blow that he felt more than saw coming, he dropped into a roll. His keen senses were dead on. He heard the powerful whooshing of air beside his body as the ogre’s weapon barely missed its mark. The creature was using the leg of one of its fallen companions and the impact of the severed limb into the blood-soaked bailey yard was a heavy, wet thud. The bits of blood and flesh that splattered forth smelled of rot and decay.It’s not as foul as that blasted valley full of dragon shit, he told himself as he took advantage of the ogre’s great size and darted between its legs into another diving roll.
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