Dark Mage (Avalon: Web of Magic, Book 11) by Rachel Roberts Page B
Authors: Rachel Roberts
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the d-fly. “The web is in total chaos!”
But Emily was too busy looking at this rewoven landscape. Dark monoliths loomed above her, glistening like black ice. Something about this place was strangely familiar.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“Our home.” The kobolds grinned. “The Otherworlds!”
“We have a situation!” Tweek shouted. “Hello, is this thing on?”
Lorren shook his head. “The Otherworlds aren’t even connected to the web, we couldn’t possibly be there.”
Ice ran through Emily’s veins. The Otherworlds! That’s where she had seen this place before, in terrible nightmares sent by the Dark Sorceress. It was a prison to unimaginably dark creatures. And she had just connected this awful place to the rest of the magic web!
Little Fiona hopped from foot to foot as Tweek screamed. “The Spider Witch’s web just expanded! And you’re right in the middle of it!”
Emily’s stomach knotted with fear. What had she done? Frantically she tried to find the power crystal again. Maybe its magic would help her fix this terrible mistake.
Red lightning spiked through her jewel with a jolt. That was no power crystal. A mass of creatures, fierce and greedy, had latched onto her magic. And they knew exactly where she was.
“We have to get out of here,” she said through clenched teeth.
“The Spider Witch wanted the Otherworlds attached to her web.” Lorren stared at the healer.
A bloodcurdling yowl pierced the air.
“What was that?” Ozzie asked, hair frizzed on end.
“Now.” Emily gasped as more and more dark creatures attached themselves to her magic.
Sleek bodies with yellow eyes moved like ghosts through the mist.
The glint of cold steel flashed as Lorren unsheathed his sword.
“Shadow cats!” The kobolds turned tail and fled, vanishing into murky caves along the mountain walls. “Hurry, take shelter with us!”
Another unearthly shriek rang out, and then another, and another.
Lorren turned toward Emily, his face pale. “We need a portal.”
Saber tooth fangs and spiked tails wavered in and out of sight. As suddenly as they appeared, they vanished, leaving only glinting snarls like nightmarish Cheshire cats.
Ozzie scrambled onto Emily’s shoulder and throttled little Fiona. “Find us a portal!”
Emily reeled as the shadow creatures swirled around her, ripping away shreds of her bright aura.
Lorren was at her side. “Can you run?”
“I… think so.” She tired to push wet curls from her face but she was so weak.
“Lean on me.” The goblin prince draped her arm over his shoulders.
“Twigman!” Ozzie shouted.
“There are several portals directly south. They’re moving fast so—”
“Run!”
Emily and Loren bolted, Ozzie falling headfirst into her backpack.
The goblin prince guided Emily quickly through the moor, veering right and left along a trail only he could make out.
She glanced over her shoulder, heart skipping a beat as she saw dozens of black smudges in the mist. They seemed to be everywhere and nowhere all at once.
“Which way?” Lorren yelled.
“Left!” They heard Tweek scream as Fiona swooped overhead, jeweled eyes whirling in distress. “Right!”
Emily dodged under a spiky tree, staggering back as a sharp thorn ripped her denim jacket.
Yellow eyes and glowing fangs leaped straight at them.
Ozzie poked his head from the pack. “Ahhh!”
Lorren’s sword sliced through thin air as the swift beast soared overhead and vanished.
“Straight ahead!” Tweek guided frantically. “Wait, bear right, right!”
Slipping on the slick rocky ground, Emily and Lorren sprinted, barely thinking as they leaped over a muddy stream. She landed shin deep in slimy water, losing precious seconds as she slogged forward, breathing hard.
“Well?” Ozzie grabbed the red dragonfly.
“I’m triangulating,” Tweek advised.
“I’m gonna triangle all over your head!” Ozzie yelled, squashing Fiona into the pack.
“There it is!” Lorren pointed
But Emily was too busy looking at this rewoven landscape. Dark monoliths loomed above her, glistening like black ice. Something about this place was strangely familiar.
“Where are we?” she asked.
“Our home.” The kobolds grinned. “The Otherworlds!”
“We have a situation!” Tweek shouted. “Hello, is this thing on?”
Lorren shook his head. “The Otherworlds aren’t even connected to the web, we couldn’t possibly be there.”
Ice ran through Emily’s veins. The Otherworlds! That’s where she had seen this place before, in terrible nightmares sent by the Dark Sorceress. It was a prison to unimaginably dark creatures. And she had just connected this awful place to the rest of the magic web!
Little Fiona hopped from foot to foot as Tweek screamed. “The Spider Witch’s web just expanded! And you’re right in the middle of it!”
Emily’s stomach knotted with fear. What had she done? Frantically she tried to find the power crystal again. Maybe its magic would help her fix this terrible mistake.
Red lightning spiked through her jewel with a jolt. That was no power crystal. A mass of creatures, fierce and greedy, had latched onto her magic. And they knew exactly where she was.
“We have to get out of here,” she said through clenched teeth.
“The Spider Witch wanted the Otherworlds attached to her web.” Lorren stared at the healer.
A bloodcurdling yowl pierced the air.
“What was that?” Ozzie asked, hair frizzed on end.
“Now.” Emily gasped as more and more dark creatures attached themselves to her magic.
Sleek bodies with yellow eyes moved like ghosts through the mist.
The glint of cold steel flashed as Lorren unsheathed his sword.
“Shadow cats!” The kobolds turned tail and fled, vanishing into murky caves along the mountain walls. “Hurry, take shelter with us!”
Another unearthly shriek rang out, and then another, and another.
Lorren turned toward Emily, his face pale. “We need a portal.”
Saber tooth fangs and spiked tails wavered in and out of sight. As suddenly as they appeared, they vanished, leaving only glinting snarls like nightmarish Cheshire cats.
Ozzie scrambled onto Emily’s shoulder and throttled little Fiona. “Find us a portal!”
Emily reeled as the shadow creatures swirled around her, ripping away shreds of her bright aura.
Lorren was at her side. “Can you run?”
“I… think so.” She tired to push wet curls from her face but she was so weak.
“Lean on me.” The goblin prince draped her arm over his shoulders.
“Twigman!” Ozzie shouted.
“There are several portals directly south. They’re moving fast so—”
“Run!”
Emily and Loren bolted, Ozzie falling headfirst into her backpack.
The goblin prince guided Emily quickly through the moor, veering right and left along a trail only he could make out.
She glanced over her shoulder, heart skipping a beat as she saw dozens of black smudges in the mist. They seemed to be everywhere and nowhere all at once.
“Which way?” Lorren yelled.
“Left!” They heard Tweek scream as Fiona swooped overhead, jeweled eyes whirling in distress. “Right!”
Emily dodged under a spiky tree, staggering back as a sharp thorn ripped her denim jacket.
Yellow eyes and glowing fangs leaped straight at them.
Ozzie poked his head from the pack. “Ahhh!”
Lorren’s sword sliced through thin air as the swift beast soared overhead and vanished.
“Straight ahead!” Tweek guided frantically. “Wait, bear right, right!”
Slipping on the slick rocky ground, Emily and Lorren sprinted, barely thinking as they leaped over a muddy stream. She landed shin deep in slimy water, losing precious seconds as she slogged forward, breathing hard.
“Well?” Ozzie grabbed the red dragonfly.
“I’m triangulating,” Tweek advised.
“I’m gonna triangle all over your head!” Ozzie yelled, squashing Fiona into the pack.
“There it is!” Lorren pointed
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