The Fated Swords (Mystics of V'nairia #1) by J.C.Ritchie Read Free Book Online Page B

B andits, their leader Jacko is a ruthless killer.” He said.
    “What the hell are we supposed to do ? We don’t have that kind of cash” Zander asked.
    “We’re going to have to fight them and get her back.” Heiro explained. He iro was right there was no alternative; a few bandits couldn’t be that much to handle for the two of them. “I failed to mention that Jacko is also a mystic and I’m unaware of what powers he possesses, so we must be careful.” He added.
    They rushed out of the inn and down the street; it was already a few minutes after nine they didn’t have much time left to spare. Kerra’s life was at stake and Zander would be damned if they were going to kill her. He regretted even letting her tag along but she wouldn’t back down, Vallus was her friend too and she wanted to see this through just as much as he did.
                 
    Zander and Heiro had made their way to the old shack on the outskirts of town. They looked around and seen no sign of Kerra or the bandits.
    “Something isn’t right, it’s after mid night.” Heiro said. They had plainly told them to bring the money to the old shack at midnight; Zander definitely had a bad feeling in his gut.
    “Well you did decide to show.” A voice said . The boys looked around and couldn’t see anyone it had been too dark.  A shadowy figure emerged from behind the old shack. The man was bald and had a beard and looked as though his face had been badly scarred, it was Jacko.
    “Where is she?” Z ander asked clenching his fist tightly.
    “She’s safe for now, her continued safety dep ends on you two upholding your end of the bargain.” Jacko said.
    Zander saw the large curved blade that Jacko was carrying and he immediately remembered Heiro telling him that Jacko was a mystic. For now neither of them knew what to expect from him. They had to be cautious in this fight if they wanted to make it out alive.
    “We don’t have that kind of money.” Heiro said.
    This had angered Jacko but soon after he found it mildly humorous, “You come to this place without the requested funds? How foolish could you be?” Jacko asked.
    “Where is Kerra!?” Z ander shouted.
    Jacko raised his blade so it met at eye level with Zander , “Shut up or I’ll kill her.” He said. Jacko snapped his fingers and they watched as the other members of the clan began to appear. They each had masks and long bladed claws attached to their hands. Two bandits walked out of the shack holding Kerra by her arms,
    “Zander. Help me.” She said frightened. “Be quiet you little slut!” one bandit said, slapping her across the face.
    Zander stepped forward in a rage, “Touch her again you son of a bitch and I’ll kill every last one of you,” he said. His blood pressure had spiked and the veins could be seen in his neck, when it came to Kerra he would rip them all to pieces.
    “I ’m done with these idiots, kill them both.” Jacko commanded. The bandits had begun to run in for the attack, there were more men than they had anticipated. Zander and Heiro readied their weapons,
    “I think it’s about time we seen your magic in action.” He iro said.
    Zander nodded, “Wind Art: Slicing G ale!” he screamed, as the blades of wind flew through the air toward the bandit army.
    “Flame Art: Fire S tream.” Heiro said spewing the fire from his lips. The two spells combined increasing the speed and strength of the attack. “Combination Art: Flame Vortex!” Both of them shouted as the whirlwind of flame raged through the crowd engulfing every last bandit in its path.
    Jac ko had been the last of the clan and when it came to him they had to be a little more mindful. “Combining fire and wind magicks, very impressive.” Jacko thought to himself.
    “Is that all you have Jacko? Hiding behind your pawns?” Heiro said.
    Jacko began to walk toward them, “On the contrary my friend, I’m just getting started.” He said. Zander had seen a shadow appear behind