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Throughout the last few chapters I was totally in lip biting suspense... Jennifer Garrison Trevino
From the Author
Jatred's eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness. He lay onhis back on the ground, wincing. A broken tree branch pressed against hisspine. Pain soared between his shoulder blades. He gritted his teeth and hisseda long string of profanity. The night forest was quiet, only a breeze ruffledthe tree tops above him. The dark sky twinkled with millions of stars. With aheave Jatred got up and staggered. He grunted and steadied himself, his hand ona tree.
Something huge was crashing through the forest toward him.He heard Jasmira's voice calling his name, and the black leopard leaped at him,knocking him down to the ground. The air went out from his lungs, and anotherspasm of pain seized his back.
"What happened?" she shouted, shifting into her humanform. Her long hair tumbled onto his face, covering his mouth and nose. Heshook his head and coughed, gulping the air.
She rolled off of him and helped him sit up.
Jatred arched his back in pain, swearing. "The Goddesssummoned me."
The water retreated toward the ocean from under her feet,as if sucked by a gigantic invisible vacuum, foaming and bubbling. And then shefelt it: an accumulated energy of something huge, approaching recklessly,unstoppable. She closed her eyes and listened, feeling the gentle breezequickly becoming a wild wind, tugging on her hair and clothes.
When Amberlooked again, she saw a massive angry wave stretched over the horizon. Darkwater rolled forward, piled up over sixty feet tall. A murmur-like hum declareddanger, replacing the calming sounds of the regular waves.
Tsunami, the Goddess thought calmly. Sheturned her body to face the ocean, watching the wall of water bowl forward,toward the beach, toward her. White streaks of foam rolled on top of the surf,like strands of blond hair on a livid giant's head. And then the sirens beganto blare out, warning the people to run for safety.
The humans saw the wave but instead of moving, most ofthem stood, pointing. All of the teens whipped out their cell phones andstarted to take pictures. Two older couples ran in the direction of the houses,the women screeching in terror. The teens followed, finally realizing theimpending threat.
The roar of the tsunami became like thunder, as if enragedby a lack of response from the peacefully quiet shore. Amber lifted her arms,palms forward, her eyes on the approaching danger. She shouted a long phraseinto the deafening sound of the tsunami in a language that hadn't been spokenon Earth in a few thousand years. She enunciated each word, repeating thephrase three times, her strong voice carrying over the violent wind.
The wall of water was almost upon her when she feltanother powerful presence. Amber's face contorted in rage when she saw Crystalstanding on the sand about a hundred yards away, her feet bare. The otherGoddess's pose was identical to Amber's--her arms outstretched in front of her,palms flat, the eyes on the ocean.
Crystal's voice boomed over the storm. Shekept bellowing in an ancient form of Gaelic. Her long hair wafted around herhead, the color changing from dark-brown to silver and back. She turned herface toward Amber, and her lips curled in a vicious smile. The Winter Goddess'seyes had no irises. They appeared to be all black pupils. Her heavily tattooedskin gleamed silver, creating a bright halo around her. The red and blacktattoos seemed to crawl over her skin, pulsing in and out of sight.
The wave slammed onto the Goddesses' open palms. Itcouldn't penetrate the invisible wall they created in front of them. The wallstretched for miles along the shore, the water crashing with unearthly forceupon it. A loud rumble like an airplane engine enveloped them. Both Goddesseskept up their chanting, their voices lilting over the deafening noise.
She lifted a rock off theground and swung it forward. It went sailing through the air. Amber's invisiblewall wasn't there anymore. One of the Mahrasets charged toward her and, beforeshe got up, grabbed her ankle in a vice-like grip. Jasmira snarled andrepeatedly kicked the beast with her other foot. The Mahraset grunted butdidn't loosen its hold. It turned and started to drag her slowly to the battlefield.
Jasmira yelled in frustrationand tried to hack at the creature with her sword. But each time she came acouple of inches too short. Rocky ground scraped her back, and a sting ofburning pain ran along her spine. The monster hauled her over sharp rocks, and shefelt a fluid heat soaking her back. She gritted her teeth to keep fromscreaming.
"No. You're not taking me toJatred. I will kill you first." She squirmed, pulling herself higher.
Sheslashed at the Mahraset again. This time her Hoplite blade connected, cuttingdeeply through the green fur and red-brown skin. The monster roared in pain andlet go of her ankle. Jasmira scrambled to her feet, took several hurried stepsback, and then ran full speed toward the Mahraset. She jumped high and swungthe blade again, stabbing the beast at the base of its neck. The Hoplite sank throughthe thick muscle, all the way to the bone, slicing one of the main arteries.