Devil Ash Disarray (Devil Ash Saga Book 3) by Mitchell Olson Page B

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    As if somehow willed by the meer thought of her clothes coming off, Shiva stirred suddenly. Her eyes snapped wide open.
    " Get off me Draxler !" she screamed, pushing Aura away.
    "Whoa!" Aura shouted in surprise, flinging the wary ‘Noble’ aside.
    Shiva, as Vashi Tansa, took a few seconds to assess the situation. Her last memory was from her duel with Ash. She couldn't recall how the game ended. In fact, she had no idea why she was now outside in Aura's arms.
    " You will explain everything ," she said, struggling to free herself from his grasp.
     
    Ash took off in the direction Aura pointed. To cover more ground he quickly brought out his wings and took to the sky. Flying above the building tops he could see multiple streets and alleyways in-between. Devil eyes are much more powerful than human eyes, so identifying the little thug would be no problem, even from such great heights.
    Sure enough just four blocks away was the thief. The child was rolling down a busy sidewalk, swerving in and out of the foot traffic, heading for East Hell, the part of the kingdom that bordered the sea. He was staring at a handful of stolen cards and coasting slowly. Ash could easily have swooped down from the sky and dropkicked him to the ground, but he felt such force wouldn’t be necessary with such a younger child. Instead he swooped down and landed on the street in front of the kid.
    “Okay kid, nice try,” said Ash as he hit the ground. His wings sucked into the holes in his shirt and disappeared into his back. “Hand over the cards you took.”
    The sneaker smirked. He tucked the cards away in his pocket and looked Ash in his eyes. “I’m surprised you managed to work up the courage to come after me,” he said.
    “Look kid, just hand over the cards and I won’t have to do anything bad to you.”
    The sneaker snorted with childish laughter. “What exactly are you going to do to me, Mr. Tough Human? You gonna beat me up like you beat up your former teacher?”
    Ash winced. That was still a sore subject for him. He didn’t like to think about Phoenix’s final message to him, or what it meant for his future. He didn’t like the idea that he might of sent an innocent man to his death. He didn’t think he could ever forgive himself for it if everything Phoenix said turned out to be true.
    “ Why , you little …”
    “You can try and chase me but you’ll never catch me,” the sneaker said, stretching his leg muscles in preparation.
    “Just give me the cards back and I’ll let you go! They’re not even mine, they’re-”
    “ Come and get me !”
    With that the sneaker kicked off, his skateboard wheels spinning on pavement. Ash suspected that might happen and was quick to give chase. He got about ten steps before the child unleashed a sneaky trick.
    From the boy’s fingertips, ten tiny flames appeared. The little flames rounded to the size of marbles, glowing different shades of red, yellow, and orange. The boy dropped all ten of his tiny flames on the ground. Ash didn’t see the little balls as he gave chase and stepped right on top of them. He slid and lost his footing, falling straight onto his face.
    The flame marbles popped like firecrackers, adding insult to injury. Ash climbed to his feet full of rage just in time to see the sneaker get in a good laugh at his expense. The kid rolled into the next alleyway as onlookers on the street gawked.
    Ash took off once more to give chase, this time keeping a watchful eye on the ground to spot any more traps in advance. He felt a great deal more confident as he turned the next corner following the kid into the alley. He should have known better.
    As soon as Ash entered the alley he saw a blazing shape moving towards him. The tornado was only as tall as him, but it seemed to be made entirely out of flames. He started to sweat all over again. He could see the sneaky kid beyond the flamenado, laughing hysterically.
    As the blazing wind funnel moved closer Ash had no choice