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water mage swung his whip overhead, keeping the dwarf brothers away.
“Ow!” Jodo said. Or maybe Lodo.
“Ow!” Kodo said. “Ow!” Lodo said.
Jodo rolled forward and came up punching. He distracted the water mage while Kodo closed in.
The elf dissolved his whip and lashed out with his hands but the middle brother deflected each attack with his hands and elbows. Jodo slid forward and tried to sweep the mage’s legs. The elf leaped but Lodo sprang over Kodo and delivered a flying head butt to the mage’s chest.
“Dwarf bros for the win!”
The air mage came at me with another kick but I caught her foot and threw her away. She twisted and landed on her feet. Surfing the wind, she leaped off her rolling air ball and side-kicked me in the nose. I saw stars.
Sandahl and the earth mage were evenly matched. She had the skill, he had the strength. They massed about the same, but he drew upon his magic to add power to his movements. They fought on the ground, a tangle of limbs.
The water mage had the advantage now. Pushing and pulling at a distance, he knocked the dwarves off their feet with a watery serpent.
“Aaaugh!” Lodo said. “Oh!” Kodo said. “Oof!” Jodo said.
The air mage had abandoned her high kicks and now aimed for my knees and thighs. She lashed out with a vicious front kick and would have bent my leg wrong if I hadn’t dodged. I sidestepped and jabbed. She caught it on the ear and snarled.
“Foreign freak!” she said. “I’ll teach you to strike an elf’s ear!”
She clapped her hands in front of my face. The shockwave travelled in all directions, pushing the rain aside and shattering every window in sight. The sound was incredible. I felt it in my entire body.
It started pouring sheets. My chest hurt. My ears bled. The others had suffered as well—everyone except the air mage had been floored by the sonic attack. The dwarves reeled to their feet. The water mage stepped forward and punched Kodo but the blow was feeble and glanced off his shoulder. Cruix and the fire mage staggered in a clinch, supporting each other even as they fought. Only Sandahl and the earth mage still grappled with any energy. It was as if most of us remembered that we were drunk, and fighting in an icy downpour. Burst eardrums can do that.
Only the air mage seemed fresh. I couldn’t hear, so it was a surprise when she planted a knee in my gut. You’d think a girl that small couldn’t hit hard, but she leaped as she did and flew up on a blast of air. Blood spilled from my mouth. The blood was bright and frothy. My vision narrowed. Time to end this.
I may not be as good as Sandahl, but no human grows up without learning to wrestle. When children can recover from almost any injury their games get very rough.
The air mage lunged. It was easy to pluck her off the ground and lift her over my head. “What’re you—” she said, and then I threw her to the cobbles. Too late I remembered that the earth mage had thrown a paving stone. The elf girl landed on it. There was a crack.
“My legs. I can’t move my legs!”
Chapter 9
“This is bullshit,” Cruix said. “These bars won’t hold me. The cage has not been made that can hold a dragon!”
“Don’t you think we’re in enough trouble already?” I asked.
He turned away from the bars. “Why aren’t the other guys in a cell of their own?”
“Well, they were all elves, so…”
It was just me, Cruix, and the dwarves. Sandahl ran away before the watchmen could get her.
“Do you have a sponsor?” I had asked. A human without an elf protector risked being expelled from Alfheim, our name for Brandish.
“No!” she had said.
“Then get out of here. We’ll say it was just the five of us.”
It was pretty boring in the holding area. The dwarves were at the far end practising their dance moves.
“Step to the right—one, two, three, four,” Jodo said.
“Ow!” Jodo said. Or maybe Lodo.
“Ow!” Kodo said. “Ow!” Lodo said.
Jodo rolled forward and came up punching. He distracted the water mage while Kodo closed in.
The elf dissolved his whip and lashed out with his hands but the middle brother deflected each attack with his hands and elbows. Jodo slid forward and tried to sweep the mage’s legs. The elf leaped but Lodo sprang over Kodo and delivered a flying head butt to the mage’s chest.
“Dwarf bros for the win!”
The air mage came at me with another kick but I caught her foot and threw her away. She twisted and landed on her feet. Surfing the wind, she leaped off her rolling air ball and side-kicked me in the nose. I saw stars.
Sandahl and the earth mage were evenly matched. She had the skill, he had the strength. They massed about the same, but he drew upon his magic to add power to his movements. They fought on the ground, a tangle of limbs.
The water mage had the advantage now. Pushing and pulling at a distance, he knocked the dwarves off their feet with a watery serpent.
“Aaaugh!” Lodo said. “Oh!” Kodo said. “Oof!” Jodo said.
The air mage had abandoned her high kicks and now aimed for my knees and thighs. She lashed out with a vicious front kick and would have bent my leg wrong if I hadn’t dodged. I sidestepped and jabbed. She caught it on the ear and snarled.
“Foreign freak!” she said. “I’ll teach you to strike an elf’s ear!”
She clapped her hands in front of my face. The shockwave travelled in all directions, pushing the rain aside and shattering every window in sight. The sound was incredible. I felt it in my entire body.
It started pouring sheets. My chest hurt. My ears bled. The others had suffered as well—everyone except the air mage had been floored by the sonic attack. The dwarves reeled to their feet. The water mage stepped forward and punched Kodo but the blow was feeble and glanced off his shoulder. Cruix and the fire mage staggered in a clinch, supporting each other even as they fought. Only Sandahl and the earth mage still grappled with any energy. It was as if most of us remembered that we were drunk, and fighting in an icy downpour. Burst eardrums can do that.
Only the air mage seemed fresh. I couldn’t hear, so it was a surprise when she planted a knee in my gut. You’d think a girl that small couldn’t hit hard, but she leaped as she did and flew up on a blast of air. Blood spilled from my mouth. The blood was bright and frothy. My vision narrowed. Time to end this.
I may not be as good as Sandahl, but no human grows up without learning to wrestle. When children can recover from almost any injury their games get very rough.
The air mage lunged. It was easy to pluck her off the ground and lift her over my head. “What’re you—” she said, and then I threw her to the cobbles. Too late I remembered that the earth mage had thrown a paving stone. The elf girl landed on it. There was a crack.
“My legs. I can’t move my legs!”
Chapter 9
“This is bullshit,” Cruix said. “These bars won’t hold me. The cage has not been made that can hold a dragon!”
“Don’t you think we’re in enough trouble already?” I asked.
He turned away from the bars. “Why aren’t the other guys in a cell of their own?”
“Well, they were all elves, so…”
It was just me, Cruix, and the dwarves. Sandahl ran away before the watchmen could get her.
“Do you have a sponsor?” I had asked. A human without an elf protector risked being expelled from Alfheim, our name for Brandish.
“No!” she had said.
“Then get out of here. We’ll say it was just the five of us.”
It was pretty boring in the holding area. The dwarves were at the far end practising their dance moves.
“Step to the right—one, two, three, four,” Jodo said.
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