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Authors: Carey Scheppner
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bridge, not wanting to awaken the creatures they knew lurked beyond the shadows. All went well for a while, and they reached what they assumed to be the middle of the crosswalk without incident. At this point the bridge began to rise in front of them. The only thing they could hear was the creaking of the crosswalk and their own breathing.
Suddenly, a shriek broke the stillness up ahead, followed by a blood curdling scream. The companions paused and looked at one another in alarm. They had not done anything to alert the creatures of their presence, yet something must have detected them.
More shrieks rent the air ahead followed by several flashes of light. “Get back!” cried a feminine voice. More flashes followed; then more shrieks. The companions soon realized it was not they who had been detected, but someone up ahead.
They didn’t have a chance to think about it as Sherman signaled a warning. Something was coming toward them from the rear. Harran braced himself to contend with the approaching creature. It appeared to be some sort of zombie, its decayed flesh and torn clothing an ugly sight to behold.
The bridge vibrated with the approach of many feet. “We have to keep moving!” whispered Kazin as loudly as he dared. More screams were heard ahead of them. Kazin cast a shield above them just as a black bat-like object flew at them, screeching a warning cry to its counterparts. The companions had been detected.
The bat thing didn’t get very far as it smashed into Kazin’s invisible shield. It fell silently into the blackness below.
Harran sliced off the approaching zombie’s head with his ice axe and stepped back as its instantly frozen body fell toward him. Its body, brittle as glass, shattered loudly as it struck the bridge slats. “So much for silence,” he grumbled. He turned and headed after the others who were already moving forward rapidly. More shrieks sounded all around them and flashes appeared ahead of them again.
Zylor was moving too fast for Kazin’s shield to cover him when a bat thing came screeching toward him. It never reached him as Olag shot two rapidly fired arrows into it. It whooshed past the minotaur harmlessly. The minotaur turned to nod his thanks when two more of those beasts came at him from either side. One fell to Olag’s next arrow and the other one would have struck the minotaur had it not been fried by Kazin’s lightning bolt. Zylor was merely showered with its ashes. By this time the others caught up to him and he surged ahead once more. But he didn’t get far. His right leg broke through one of the wooden slats and he fell awkwardly. Olag ran to assist him in getting disentangled while Kazin did his best to shoot any of the flying creatures that threatened them.
Behind, more zombies appeared and were gaining on them, so Harran and Sherman had to turn to face their attack. Harran chopped mercilessly with the ice axe and Sherman swung his sword above the dwarf’s head whenever there was an opening. He had a strange expression on his face as he struck his first enemy in the shoulder. He glanced at his sword in consternation and his face reddened. No one had time to notice the big warrior’s hesitation. They all had their hands full. Black bat things rammed ineffectively against Kazin’s shield as Zylor was finally freed and the group moved forward again. The pause was good in that a number of zombie bodies were now blocking the path to the rear. Zombies had to throw their counterparts over the side of the bridge to give chase.
Ahead, Zylor saw some zombies, but they were going away from them. He thought it was odd that they appeared to be running away but he didn’t care. He sprang into them from behind, his blood lust burning in his veins. He grinned as he felt the sensation, a feeling he had not had in a long time. He hacked into the zombies with a vengeance befitting a minotaur. Zombie body parts flew to either side as he hacked, while Olag and Kazin took care of
Suddenly, a shriek broke the stillness up ahead, followed by a blood curdling scream. The companions paused and looked at one another in alarm. They had not done anything to alert the creatures of their presence, yet something must have detected them.
More shrieks rent the air ahead followed by several flashes of light. “Get back!” cried a feminine voice. More flashes followed; then more shrieks. The companions soon realized it was not they who had been detected, but someone up ahead.
They didn’t have a chance to think about it as Sherman signaled a warning. Something was coming toward them from the rear. Harran braced himself to contend with the approaching creature. It appeared to be some sort of zombie, its decayed flesh and torn clothing an ugly sight to behold.
The bridge vibrated with the approach of many feet. “We have to keep moving!” whispered Kazin as loudly as he dared. More screams were heard ahead of them. Kazin cast a shield above them just as a black bat-like object flew at them, screeching a warning cry to its counterparts. The companions had been detected.
The bat thing didn’t get very far as it smashed into Kazin’s invisible shield. It fell silently into the blackness below.
Harran sliced off the approaching zombie’s head with his ice axe and stepped back as its instantly frozen body fell toward him. Its body, brittle as glass, shattered loudly as it struck the bridge slats. “So much for silence,” he grumbled. He turned and headed after the others who were already moving forward rapidly. More shrieks sounded all around them and flashes appeared ahead of them again.
Zylor was moving too fast for Kazin’s shield to cover him when a bat thing came screeching toward him. It never reached him as Olag shot two rapidly fired arrows into it. It whooshed past the minotaur harmlessly. The minotaur turned to nod his thanks when two more of those beasts came at him from either side. One fell to Olag’s next arrow and the other one would have struck the minotaur had it not been fried by Kazin’s lightning bolt. Zylor was merely showered with its ashes. By this time the others caught up to him and he surged ahead once more. But he didn’t get far. His right leg broke through one of the wooden slats and he fell awkwardly. Olag ran to assist him in getting disentangled while Kazin did his best to shoot any of the flying creatures that threatened them.
Behind, more zombies appeared and were gaining on them, so Harran and Sherman had to turn to face their attack. Harran chopped mercilessly with the ice axe and Sherman swung his sword above the dwarf’s head whenever there was an opening. He had a strange expression on his face as he struck his first enemy in the shoulder. He glanced at his sword in consternation and his face reddened. No one had time to notice the big warrior’s hesitation. They all had their hands full. Black bat things rammed ineffectively against Kazin’s shield as Zylor was finally freed and the group moved forward again. The pause was good in that a number of zombie bodies were now blocking the path to the rear. Zombies had to throw their counterparts over the side of the bridge to give chase.
Ahead, Zylor saw some zombies, but they were going away from them. He thought it was odd that they appeared to be running away but he didn’t care. He sprang into them from behind, his blood lust burning in his veins. He grinned as he felt the sensation, a feeling he had not had in a long time. He hacked into the zombies with a vengeance befitting a minotaur. Zombie body parts flew to either side as he hacked, while Olag and Kazin took care of
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