destroying her attackers. The odd thing was how many of the big brutes were getting back up to rejoin the fight.
Lyric looked closer at his own adversaries and recognized the tell tale blankness in the eyes. It was easy to miss since trolls were pretty blank anyway.
That was when he realized what they were. Zombie trolls.
How does that even happen ?
He had dealt with zombies before. They were slow witted and single minded; great for manual labor in harsh conditions but a general pain otherwise. Few creatures could be turned into zombies. He had never heard of it happening to magic resistant trolls. Who had the juice to pull that off?
Fall back! Lyric shouted across the soul tie to Acheron and Cadence. He ignored the colorful responses from the two women as they unwillingly complied. So they ran away from the trolls to give Lyric time to think.
"They're zombies!" He shouted as they sped among the trees. The sounds of the trolls' pursuit were rapidly growing fainter.
"I noticed," Acheron yelled back as she ran ahead. "Why are we running?"
"We need a better plan than bludgeoning them. We'll collapse from exhaustion before we make a serious dent." He replied as they climbed a tall hill.
"Zombies need their heads." Cadence said from behind him. "Remove their heads and they cease to be a threat."
So Lyric put his mind to finding a way to arrest the beasts' movements so Cadence could get to cutting.
* * * * *
Lyric watched the zombie trolls crashing through the trees. This was getting to be ridiculous. The United States of America is not the place you'd expect to encounter zombie trolls.
Well…
Maybe the lower peninsula of Michigan.
Otherwise, no.
No trolls, zombie or otherwise.
"Sooo, can we kill them now?" The demoness on his left breathed in his ear. Lyric tried to ignore the undeniably pleasant goose bumps her nearness prompted.
"I say kill them all." Cadence spoke up from his right. The beautiful warrior cocked her head to the side as she considered her words. "Re-kill them all? What would you say for zombies?" She had retrieved her sword from that strange place where she kept her arsenal. He had thought it was a pocket of the Verge but she insisted it was something different. Regardless, it was handy. She was examining her blade while waiting for his go-ahead.
The Singer sighed.
"I don't see much choice-"
He stopped abruptly. Cadence abandoned her position at his side and leapt down the hill to intercept the approaching threat.
"Good job, Lover," the demoness Acheron laughed. "Your Verger is now playing chicken with a train made of trolls. I hope you're quick with that plan knocking around in your head, otherwise she's likely to end up a pile of goo."
"It's you they're after, shut up and help." Lyric shot back as he went sprinting after the small warrior. Everything that had been attacking them since leaving Markhato seemed focused on the demoness.
He did have a plan.
Well, sort of a plan.
More like a vague idea.
"Yes, sir, preparing to pull your bacon out of the fire, sir!" Acheron called as she followed Lyric at a more leisurely pace.
Lyric began humming as he ran. To the uninitiated observer this might signal
Lyric looked closer at his own adversaries and recognized the tell tale blankness in the eyes. It was easy to miss since trolls were pretty blank anyway.
That was when he realized what they were. Zombie trolls.
How does that even happen ?
He had dealt with zombies before. They were slow witted and single minded; great for manual labor in harsh conditions but a general pain otherwise. Few creatures could be turned into zombies. He had never heard of it happening to magic resistant trolls. Who had the juice to pull that off?
Fall back! Lyric shouted across the soul tie to Acheron and Cadence. He ignored the colorful responses from the two women as they unwillingly complied. So they ran away from the trolls to give Lyric time to think.
"They're zombies!" He shouted as they sped among the trees. The sounds of the trolls' pursuit were rapidly growing fainter.
"I noticed," Acheron yelled back as she ran ahead. "Why are we running?"
"We need a better plan than bludgeoning them. We'll collapse from exhaustion before we make a serious dent." He replied as they climbed a tall hill.
"Zombies need their heads." Cadence said from behind him. "Remove their heads and they cease to be a threat."
So Lyric put his mind to finding a way to arrest the beasts' movements so Cadence could get to cutting.
* * * * *
Lyric watched the zombie trolls crashing through the trees. This was getting to be ridiculous. The United States of America is not the place you'd expect to encounter zombie trolls.
Well…
Maybe the lower peninsula of Michigan.
Otherwise, no.
No trolls, zombie or otherwise.
"Sooo, can we kill them now?" The demoness on his left breathed in his ear. Lyric tried to ignore the undeniably pleasant goose bumps her nearness prompted.
"I say kill them all." Cadence spoke up from his right. The beautiful warrior cocked her head to the side as she considered her words. "Re-kill them all? What would you say for zombies?" She had retrieved her sword from that strange place where she kept her arsenal. He had thought it was a pocket of the Verge but she insisted it was something different. Regardless, it was handy. She was examining her blade while waiting for his go-ahead.
The Singer sighed.
"I don't see much choice-"
He stopped abruptly. Cadence abandoned her position at his side and leapt down the hill to intercept the approaching threat.
"Good job, Lover," the demoness Acheron laughed. "Your Verger is now playing chicken with a train made of trolls. I hope you're quick with that plan knocking around in your head, otherwise she's likely to end up a pile of goo."
"It's you they're after, shut up and help." Lyric shot back as he went sprinting after the small warrior. Everything that had been attacking them since leaving Markhato seemed focused on the demoness.
He did have a plan.
Well, sort of a plan.
More like a vague idea.
"Yes, sir, preparing to pull your bacon out of the fire, sir!" Acheron called as she followed Lyric at a more leisurely pace.
Lyric began humming as he ran. To the uninitiated observer this might signal
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