Page 67 of Defying the Relic Hunter

Xenia’s voice sounded in my head.“How do we stop Asmoday?”

“Asmoday is mine.”Slashes of green lightning pulsed over the parking lot. A twister formed and spat out Adan. He transformed into a pterodactyl with tentacles and launched himself at Asmoday.

Ducking and dodging Adan’s tentacles, the orb disappeared in the boiling clouds. Multiple lightning bolts struck the pterodactyl, knocking it from the sky.Splat!It hit the asphalt.

Ethan quickly checked on Adan. “He’s alive.”

Gruesome skeletal faces screamed their fury and a choking, claustrophobic wave of rain pounded us.

I reached deep inside me and drew on every ounce of power I had and shouted, “Tempore, qui corpus, monstrata est quaedam.”

Granny Annabel materialized in front of us and linked with me. “Tempore est quaedam. Gallice material transferam.”

With an ear-shattering shriek the spirits dematerialized.

The wind stopped.

The clouds dissipated revealing a turquoise sky.

Granny Annabel smiled. “Your mate bond has increased your strength.”

“Yippee-ki-yay.”

Quinn flipped the General over and quickly scanned him. “He needs sick bay.”

“Go,” Ethan urged. “We’ll deal with this mess.”

Slinging the General over his shoulder, Quinn teleported.

“Can anyone sense Asmoday?” Xenia asked, retracting her helmet.

I kept my helmet deployed. Ethan would have a cow if he saw my face. “No.”

“I can’t either,” Ethan said, tapping my bracelet.

My helmet disappeared revealing my battered face. One look at Ethan’s pissed expression and I quipped, “I forgot to duck.”

“I noticed. We will be working on your battle skills.” He ran a healing wand over my face.

“Ok.” I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him. “I promise I’m gonna be one bad ass warrior.”

“You bet your ass you will.”

Adan twitched. His tentacles shrank away, and he morphed into the wizard kid.“Asmoday has found a body to possess. He will be back.”

“Oh yay.” I noticed the frightened townsfolk peering out of the grocery store’s windows and waved all friendly-like.

A white-faced cop approached us cautiously. “Are they gone?”

“For now,” Ethan said.

The cop swallowed hard. “Are they coming back?”

“Not if I can help it,” I replied.

Ethan added, “Central Command is aware of the situation and we’re working on a solution.”

“Good. Good.” The cop walked off.

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