He sprang back into Chariot’s saddle as one of the remaining lancers broke his lance against Gerald's shield, the other circling with an axe in hand. Mazael spurred Chariot to a gallop, slammed Lion into its scabbard, and took his Mastarian war hammer in both hands.
The lancer on Gerald’s right never saw Mazael coming. Mazael whipped the hammer sideways in a looping swing. The lancer toppled off his horse, head bent at a bizarre angle. The second lancer gaped at his dead comrade long enough for Gerald to finish him.
Horses galloped from the inn as the Old Crow rallied his troops. Sir Tanam looked bloody and very angry.
“Any wounds?” said Mazael.
“No,” said Gerald. “Just bruises.”
“Good. Over the bridge, I’ll follow,” said Mazael.
“What...” said Gerald.
Mazael grinned at him. “Just go.”
Gerald sighed. “Madman.” He spurred his horse over the bridge, Rachel and Wesson riding alongside.
Mazael leaned down, snatched a torch from the bundle, and thrust it into the pot of burning coals. Then he wheeled Chariot around, galloped onto the bridge, and dropped the torch.
Evidently it had not rained in the Grim Marches for some time, because the bridge's planks were hard and dry, and took fire at once. A wall of flame rose up behind Mazael, and Chariot whinnied and bolted to the opposite bank.
He joined Gerald and Rachel and turned Chariot around just in time to see Sir Tanam’s horse shy away from the flames. Tanam stared across the river at Mazael, his expression a mixture of frustration and astonishment.
“Sir Mazael,” said Sir Gerald. “You are insane. You could have gotten us all killed!”
Mazael grinned at him. “Yes, but it worked, didn’t it?”
Gerald sighed and looked heavenwards.
Mazael clasped his sister’s hand, careful not to squeeze with his armored gauntlet. “And you, are you all right?”
Rachel smiled at him. She had always been very pretty, and even as a child suitors had swarmed about her like flies, hoping to win her hand once she came of age. Mazael didn’t know if his sister had married or not. He had left the Grim Marches fifteen years ago, and no word had come to him since. Rachel looked much the same, but there were dark circles under her eyes, and she was very pale.
“Mitor will be upset you burned his bridge,” Rachel said at last.
“Mitor can bugger himself with the bridge,” Mazael said. “A bridge for a sister, a small price, it seems. Now, how are you?”
“I’ve been better, I’ll confess,” she said. “But, gods, Mazael, it’s so good to see you again.”
“You as well.” Mazael looked over the river. “We’d best be on our way before old Sir Crow decides to use those crossbows.”
They galloped for the east, leaving the inn and the burning bridge behind.
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Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - The Poisoned Bride
Chapter 2 - The Grand Master
Chapter 3 - The Apothecary
Chapter 4 - The Justice of the Knights
Chapter 5 - The Black Dragon
Chapter 6 - You Shouldn't Have Done That
Chapter 7 - The Necromancer’s Apprentice
Chapter 8 - Shades
Chapter 9 - The Summoning
Chapter 10 - To Fight Dark Magic
DEMONSOULED bonus chapter
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