Another Excerpt from Covenant of the Faceless Knights...
Another excerpt from Covenant of the Faceless Knights for my tweeps and Fans on Facebook for #SampleSunday! Enjoy, my friends and have an excellent weekend!
Blow after blow rang out; hammer hitting staff and vice-versa with sparks of energy flying from the impact and neither of the two combatants gaining any ground. For several rounds of blows, they exchanged forceful shots with their respective weapons, neither of them scoring a hit on anything but the other's weapon. They finally backed away from one another, simultaneously realizing their futility.The shaman charged him again and kept trying to find an opening in his defenses, but was denied repetitively by The Repentant. Garius realized that he was beginning to tire as the temporary gift from the war-god was fading. He needed to formulate a new strategy.He let the orc come, allowing him another wide swing as he had seen many times now, but he feigned a blocking motion and sidestepped it instead, fooling the witch doctor. Instead he reversed his grip on the hammer and slammed its handle into his open gut. Garius realized immediately the folly of his strike; it was like hitting solid stone! A backhand from the powerfully altered orc sent him reeling and he barely managed to hold onto his weapon. His armor withstood the blow, but the sheer force of the strike sent him sprawling away.A repetition of inhumanly strong blows rained down upon him now. Garius finally released the grip on his hammer, again changing tactics in an attempt to defeat this creature. He recoiled under the mighty assault of the mutated orc, who seemed even more animalistic, its bone-like staff continually crashing down upon him over and over. His blood-red armor was beginning to conform to the power of this creature's blows.Once more, he found himself faced with an opportunity with which he needed to employ the necromantic power of The Reaper. He uttered a prayer to the god of death, asking him once again for access to the degenerative plane. As the gift was once more granted, he channeled that energy into a discharge of force that sent the shaman hurling away, landing with a thud several paces from him. Garius felt the energy leech a bit of the orc's soul into him. He also knew he could not reach his weapon and decided instead to use this brief respite to launch another necromantic assault.Standing once more, he began an invocation, directing the dark energies toward the shaman, who was barely standing again. The power welled up inside him, seconds passing until he could no longer contain them. With that, a loud crackling sound, accompanied by a strange dark-purplish radiance, burst forth. The shaman....
If you want to read more, COVENANT OF THE FACELESS KNIGHTS can be found here on the KINDLE or as a download on AUTHORHOUSE.com and even here on Google.
See you in Wothlondia! Cheers!
Please visit MY HOME PAGE to enjoy an extended reading experience, see direct links to purchase Covenant of the Faceless Knights and to see what else Ashenclaw Studios, LLC has in store in the future!
All maps, names and content copyright Ashenclaw Studios, LLC 2011 unless otherwise noted.
Blow after blow rang out; hammer hitting staff and vice-versa with sparks of energy flying from the impact and neither of the two combatants gaining any ground. For several rounds of blows, they exchanged forceful shots with their respective weapons, neither of them scoring a hit on anything but the other's weapon. They finally backed away from one another, simultaneously realizing their futility.The shaman charged him again and kept trying to find an opening in his defenses, but was denied repetitively by The Repentant. Garius realized that he was beginning to tire as the temporary gift from the war-god was fading. He needed to formulate a new strategy.He let the orc come, allowing him another wide swing as he had seen many times now, but he feigned a blocking motion and sidestepped it instead, fooling the witch doctor. Instead he reversed his grip on the hammer and slammed its handle into his open gut. Garius realized immediately the folly of his strike; it was like hitting solid stone! A backhand from the powerfully altered orc sent him reeling and he barely managed to hold onto his weapon. His armor withstood the blow, but the sheer force of the strike sent him sprawling away.A repetition of inhumanly strong blows rained down upon him now. Garius finally released the grip on his hammer, again changing tactics in an attempt to defeat this creature. He recoiled under the mighty assault of the mutated orc, who seemed even more animalistic, its bone-like staff continually crashing down upon him over and over. His blood-red armor was beginning to conform to the power of this creature's blows.Once more, he found himself faced with an opportunity with which he needed to employ the necromantic power of The Reaper. He uttered a prayer to the god of death, asking him once again for access to the degenerative plane. As the gift was once more granted, he channeled that energy into a discharge of force that sent the shaman hurling away, landing with a thud several paces from him. Garius felt the energy leech a bit of the orc's soul into him. He also knew he could not reach his weapon and decided instead to use this brief respite to launch another necromantic assault.Standing once more, he began an invocation, directing the dark energies toward the shaman, who was barely standing again. The power welled up inside him, seconds passing until he could no longer contain them. With that, a loud crackling sound, accompanied by a strange dark-purplish radiance, burst forth. The shaman....
If you want to read more, COVENANT OF THE FACELESS KNIGHTS can be found here on the KINDLE or as a download on AUTHORHOUSE.com and even here on Google.
See you in Wothlondia! Cheers!
Please visit MY HOME PAGE to enjoy an extended reading experience, see direct links to purchase Covenant of the Faceless Knights and to see what else Ashenclaw Studios, LLC has in store in the future!
All maps, names and content copyright Ashenclaw Studios, LLC 2011 unless otherwise noted.
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