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Chapters (28)
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4
  5. Chapter 5
  6. Chapter 6
  7. Chapter 7
  8. Chapter 8
  9. Chapter 9
  10. Chapter 10
  11. Chapter 11
  12. Chapter 12
  13. Chapter 13
  14. Chapter 14
  15. Chapter 15
  16. Chapter 16
  17. Chapter 17
  18. Chapter 18
  19. Chapter 19
  20. Chapter 20
  21. Chapter 21
  22. Chapter 22
  23. Chapter 23
  24. Chapter 24
  25. Chapter 25
  26. Chapter 26
  27. Chapter 27
  28. Epilogue

A second object came flipping through the air, only this time the aim was true, and the bone handle of a knife suddenly appeared in the center of the alp’s face.

It was the Black Heart of Suffering. The tiny creature seemed to swell the instant it was struck by the knife. It twitched and jerked spasmodically, wailing in agony that none of us could hear…It thrashed as its form broke into pieces.

And then it was perfectly still, floating in the bowels of its gigantic creation.

“Good shot, Mosh…” I croaked as I turned to look over my shoulder. Mosh was there, but he was staring at his open hand that had just had a magic knife snatched from it. Standing next to my surprised brother was Edward the orc. Well, that makes more sense. Ed’s clothing was scorched and charred, but he was in one piece. Ed raised one arm defiantly and flipped the bird at the dead alp.

The nightmare dragon was dead, and what was left of it was splitting into multiple chunks, spreading apart, with long mucus strings dangling between the pieces. I got to my feet. Deliriously thinking that I really needed to get my arm looked at before I bled to death and that I was still really close if this damn thing decided to fall on me.

I was hit hard in the neck. I reached up, found something hard jammed in there and pulled it out. It was a dart. “Son of a…”

But then the remains of the Las Vegas Strip rushed up to hit me in the face.

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

I woke up slowly in a hospital. Not the best place to wake up, but at least I was waking up, period…That meant that we had won. It took me a minute to remember what we’d won against, and how I’d wound up here. We’d defeated the Nachtmar.

Everything was fuzzy. Looking down. One of my feet was in a cast. My toes were ugly and purple sticking out the end of it. Looking to the side. My opposite arm was also cast. I could feel the dull ache of other injuries, and the itch of stitches in several places over my body. I’d gotten messed up. Again. Despite being hurt, I didn’t care about myself. The only coherent thought I could latch on to was who else had made it? Who had we lost? I looked to the other side…

“Stricken…” I croaked.

The head of the nefarious Special Task Force Unicorn was leaning in the corner, watching me from behind his strangely colored sunglasses. “You’re awake. About damned time.”