The Dawn of the Raven episode 17 Read Free Page A

anchor the bow, so that she could bend it back with both hands gripping the top.  She leaned on it with her shoulder, putting as much weight upon it as she could to keep it bent as she loaded an arrow.   She knew she’d probably only get one shot.  She wished she hadn’t given up on it so quickly earlier.  She wished she had practiced.  She saw that it could be done.  Though her ribs screamed out in pain as she strained, she could bend the bow in this fashion.  The trick would be keeping it steady and on point as she loaded it and fired.  And she would have to account for the arrow’s trajectory.  If her ability to bend the bow and to pull back the arrow before firing was so weak, then surely she would have to aim high.  Yet, the strength of the bow was so mighty that she knew that the arrow would travel fast enough that if the target were not too far away she should be able to hit it. 
                  As she struggled with the bow, still trying to figure out how best to use it, she looked up and saw that he was already there, standing twenty meters away, staring at her with a sick grin.
    “What is it you plan to accomplish there?” he asked in his gravelly voice.  He started laughing.  “You think you can load a Gekken bow?  I’m surprised you had the strength to pick it up.  Here, let me show you.”  He started walking towards her, licking his lips and brandishing his blade.  As he approached slowly, confidently, he turned his attention to Shyrea’s body, hidden under the cloak and hood, writhing around.  “What’s this?  What sort of creature have you got in there?  Is that your prisoner?”
                  Kiella fumbled with the bow frantically.  The Gekken was so confident, he was giving her time.  She knew he was right, she had no real chance to kill him, but she had to try.  She aimed as well as she could and fired.  For a moment, she thought it would hit.  She thought she’d aimed true.  It whisked by so close to his head that it may have taken a piece of his ear with it, but it missed.  He turned to her and smiled.  He reached to his ear and found that it was bleeding.
    “Well” he snarled in his dark growl, “it looks like I underestimated you.  I’m impressed.  Drop your clothes, bend over, and let me fuck you in the ass and I might decide to let you live before I go and finish killing off the rest of your people.  Maybe I’ll let you live, keep you as a p et, a little sex slave.  I like you, you’ve got a little fight in you.  But first, I need to know what that is.  I need to know what’s under those robes.”
                  He walked over towards Shyrea and crouched down next to her.  He started to unbind her so he could remove the cloak.  He could feel that the flesh under the cloak was soft.
    “Another woman?   I’ve never fucked a human.  I’ve always wanted to.  I don’t know if it will work.  My cock might be too big for you.  Maybe I should fuck her first, see how it goes, then fuck you?  But hell, I’ve got a war to go fight.  I’ll just tie you both up and come fuck you both later.  If you want, I’ll fuck her first so we can see if she survives it.” 
                  Suddenly, Gekken speech began to emanate from Shyrea’s body.  Wrathe stopped and talked back to it.  It was a Gekken soldier, telling him he was lost in darkness, to please free him immediately.  Wrathe suddenly realized that this was the source of the dark magic.  His eyes grew stern, he gripped his blade but hesitated for an instant.  He warned his comrade that he was about to gut him, and the Gekken in Shyrea, confused and panicked, begged him to stay his blade.  This only made Wrathe hesitate for a split moment, however.  He would complete his task and go about his mission so he could join his others in the fray.
                  Kiella lunged at Wrathe, and shoved the tip of an arrow into his