The Wielder: Sworn Vengeance (The Wielder Series) by David Gosnell Page B
Authors: David Gosnell
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rings, breaking my contemplations. Edgar tells me we have new refuge es and one of them would like to see me. I ask who and he doesn’t say anything except, “my office, please.”
Looking forward to a change in routine, I stroll down to Edgar ’s office and walk in the open door. I am greeted by the smiling faces of Edgar and Greg Inosanto, the sword of balance himself, along with two very serious, very well dressed oriental gentlemen wearing Ray-Bans.
“Mac!” Greg shouts out and in a blur is standing in front of me hand outstretched. I shake that ha nd and pull him into a man-hug. “Can’t help but show off the power, eh?” I whisper to him.
“If you got it, flaunt it, man ,” is Greg’s unashamed response.
I ask him who his dapper friends are, though I could venture a good guess – warriors of the Shadows of light. Basically ninjas, but good ones. Greg confirms that and introduces me to them. Both Keji Takamura and Yosuke Tsuchida bow ever so slightly and reintroduce themselves. The Shadows are the organization within the Protectorate that has taken responsibility for Greg’s “higher training.” I am sure they are here to protect their guild’s investment of time and effort. Truth is, Greg doesn’t need much protecting.
But still, I guess it’s nice to have people there to take care of the light-work.
I direct Greg back to the chairs, via my hand on his shoulder and get seated in front of Edgar, who for the first time in a long while I see is smiling. “You too are peas in a pod,” he offers.
We talk about the current events and of course that talk turns to Znuul. Greg’s opinion is that either Znuul is under Maldgorath’s control or an imposter. Either way, he tells us once that creature is in line of sight, it dies. Edgar nods accordingly and says his guild feels the same way that is, once in line of sight the target is going down.
We share in a bit of macho banter after that and eventually I ask Greg if he came here because he missed me or just couldn’t stand being around Alistair anymore. That brings a belly laugh from Edgar along with a couple hand slaps on the desk.
Greg turns to me with a wicked smile “Either and both Mac. But truth is that North America hasn’t been hit yet. We are due. I am the hunter after all… does me little good to go where they’ve been. I need to be where they will be.”
That brought about nods of approval from Kejii and Yosuke. Edgar nod s and adds, “Quite true, we have teams at the major Diocese.” I am feeling a little small for not having figured that one out for myself.
Percy barges in and breaks up our little reunion . He is out of breath and appearing quite stressed. “Mr. MacInerny! They’re hurting your Ms. Silithes – the Paladins. You need to come, now. They were sparring and then he just started hurting her – bad.”
Greg chuckle s a little. I look at Percy knowing he’s little high strung in all things Sil. Then I feel it. Someone is back to the white. One of mine has been slayed.
Edgar picks up on my twitch and asks what’s happened.
I look to Edgar and then to Percy. “Not sure, but I think someone just killed my succubus.”
Chapter 25
We follow Percy to the gym area - that is me, Greg and his entourage. Upon arriving I see that everyone in the gym is staring at the two Paladins and Vets. She has her hands behind her back and is very stationary in an alert, but non threatening manner.
Paladin Paul sees us and steps to Vets’ side to address me. “Can you believe that your demon whore thought she could spar with a warrior of the light? She thinks herself a warrior! She’d be better off acting like a succubus!” His mocking laughter reverberates through the space of the gym,
Vets turns around to me in a very controlled manner, obviously not intending to portray any threat and then looks sideways at Paul. “This one fights dishonestly, us ing magics
Looking forward to a change in routine, I stroll down to Edgar ’s office and walk in the open door. I am greeted by the smiling faces of Edgar and Greg Inosanto, the sword of balance himself, along with two very serious, very well dressed oriental gentlemen wearing Ray-Bans.
“Mac!” Greg shouts out and in a blur is standing in front of me hand outstretched. I shake that ha nd and pull him into a man-hug. “Can’t help but show off the power, eh?” I whisper to him.
“If you got it, flaunt it, man ,” is Greg’s unashamed response.
I ask him who his dapper friends are, though I could venture a good guess – warriors of the Shadows of light. Basically ninjas, but good ones. Greg confirms that and introduces me to them. Both Keji Takamura and Yosuke Tsuchida bow ever so slightly and reintroduce themselves. The Shadows are the organization within the Protectorate that has taken responsibility for Greg’s “higher training.” I am sure they are here to protect their guild’s investment of time and effort. Truth is, Greg doesn’t need much protecting.
But still, I guess it’s nice to have people there to take care of the light-work.
I direct Greg back to the chairs, via my hand on his shoulder and get seated in front of Edgar, who for the first time in a long while I see is smiling. “You too are peas in a pod,” he offers.
We talk about the current events and of course that talk turns to Znuul. Greg’s opinion is that either Znuul is under Maldgorath’s control or an imposter. Either way, he tells us once that creature is in line of sight, it dies. Edgar nods accordingly and says his guild feels the same way that is, once in line of sight the target is going down.
We share in a bit of macho banter after that and eventually I ask Greg if he came here because he missed me or just couldn’t stand being around Alistair anymore. That brings a belly laugh from Edgar along with a couple hand slaps on the desk.
Greg turns to me with a wicked smile “Either and both Mac. But truth is that North America hasn’t been hit yet. We are due. I am the hunter after all… does me little good to go where they’ve been. I need to be where they will be.”
That brought about nods of approval from Kejii and Yosuke. Edgar nod s and adds, “Quite true, we have teams at the major Diocese.” I am feeling a little small for not having figured that one out for myself.
Percy barges in and breaks up our little reunion . He is out of breath and appearing quite stressed. “Mr. MacInerny! They’re hurting your Ms. Silithes – the Paladins. You need to come, now. They were sparring and then he just started hurting her – bad.”
Greg chuckle s a little. I look at Percy knowing he’s little high strung in all things Sil. Then I feel it. Someone is back to the white. One of mine has been slayed.
Edgar picks up on my twitch and asks what’s happened.
I look to Edgar and then to Percy. “Not sure, but I think someone just killed my succubus.”
Chapter 25
We follow Percy to the gym area - that is me, Greg and his entourage. Upon arriving I see that everyone in the gym is staring at the two Paladins and Vets. She has her hands behind her back and is very stationary in an alert, but non threatening manner.
Paladin Paul sees us and steps to Vets’ side to address me. “Can you believe that your demon whore thought she could spar with a warrior of the light? She thinks herself a warrior! She’d be better off acting like a succubus!” His mocking laughter reverberates through the space of the gym,
Vets turns around to me in a very controlled manner, obviously not intending to portray any threat and then looks sideways at Paul. “This one fights dishonestly, us ing magics
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