Daniel Thompson
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My wolf monsters jump in and tackle the zombies into the mansion where it’s easier for them to tear heads and limbs off. It’s a start, but I’m willing to bet the necromancer out there has a whole lot more undead than I have monsters or patience. In theory, I realise that if I stall for long enough the Templars are probably going to come around to see what’s going on, but that could be in ten minutes or it could be tomorrow. I’m not going to gamble my friend’s lives on anyone showing up to…-
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“Oh, this one’s dead,” Felix says as she pokes one of the fear cultivators with a foot. I can tell he’s dead too. No one’s head is supposed to rest at that angle. Judging by the broken wood by the doorframe, he flew through and crashed here pretty hard. “Yeah, he sure is dead,” I say. “You should get one of your monsters to eat him,” Felix says. I don’t know where that’s coming from. “Why?” I ask. Esme comes up behind me from the entrance hall where Bianca and Lily are…
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“Esme, location?” I ask while glancing over my shoulder. A few of my mantises have come out to follow us, but... I think I’ve lost nearly half of them. That’s worrying, for all sorts of reasons. That necromancer might be strong enough to really be a problem. I just hope those mantises that we abandoned back there gave more than they took. The poor, brave monsters. “I need a place to set things down,” Esme calls over to me. “But I think we’re close, and we’re heading in the right…
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“So, how’d it go?” Felix asked. She was at the door to Semper’s apartments in the castle. The castle complex was so huge that even giving an entire floor to Semper didn’t really do much to reduce the amount of free space left. Felix wasn’t great at math and such, but she was pretty sure there were enough rooms in the castle to let every family in Santafaria have a space for themselves. The library alone could definitely fit the Yellow Palace in its centre with room to spare, at least, if they…
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“When you said real fighting,” Lily says as she raises a booted foot and brings it down onto the head of some poor ghoul. “I expected some level of actual fighting, not this lazy walking.” I sniff. We’re not being lazy. It’s just that most of the work’s being done by my monsters. As soon as the Templar back near the gatehouse opened up a passage for us, the monsters I’d picked out for this mission rushed ahead and did as monsters do when faced with a whole crowd of acceptable…
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“Let me get this straight,” Esme says. “I doubt you are,” Felix quips. Esme and I just look at her, both of us obviously confused until she raises her hands in surrender. “Nevermind. Sorry. Go on, Esme.” “As I was saying, you, Valeria, want to leave the Templars alone to rampage about the city while we run off to find Semper’s books?” “Which all seem to be more or less in the direction of the temples, which is what I’m here to look at anyway,” I point out. Esme considers it for…
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Felix runs over to the two cultists and kicks one of them in the chest as he tries to rise up. “Nuh-uh,” she says chidingly. “You’re staying down.” “Can you tie them up?” I ask while I look around the room. The two of them were clearly working on raising the draw-bridge via the big wheel in the centre of the room. It’s got chains wrapped around it, and long arms for extra leverage. A block on a hinge is preventing the chain from unwinding. So of course, I shoot it with a dark bolt. I…
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I hummed happily as I sat in the carriage and waited for everyone to settle down. I was toying with the doll that Esme had gotten for me. It was adorable. A big plush monster, with all sorts of teeth and tentacles, all knit together with dark brown yarn. Its proportions went against everything I knew about biology. The stall that sold it had plenty of other things. Cute animals and dolls, but this ugly thing was just so perfectly hideous. The stall owner had looked a bit embarrassed about it, saying that…
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I’ve never seen a full-on battle like this, so I forgive myself for freezing a little. Fortunately, my monsters are a bit more sanguine about this kind of thing and they don't hesitate to rush into the battle. The mantises push in deep into the enemy lines, some of them charging right towards the necromancers who are operating within their own little circles in the undead horde. The majority of my monsters though just press up against the undead, attacking with tooth and claw and ripping through three…
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“Go,” I say, and with that order spoken, my monsters advance. The mantis burst out of the foliage on the edge of the forest, hounded by elemental wolves and more wild monsters. The monster army--if I can call it that--doesn’t create a formation so much as it walks ahead in a rough line of growling, angry power. I turn to the Commander. “After you, Commander Nunez,” I say. He glances down at me from where he’s sitting astride his horse, then he nods once and gestures ahead. “Forward,…
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