David Bishop and the Legend of the Orb T.C. Crawford (easy to read books for adults list .txt) 📖

in their hearts for the first time since the onset of the last great war. They suddenly knew what they were facing, and not one of them was equipped to handle it alone.

Together they were strong, but they were already missing one of their own – Tyrius – and they knew without him they didn’t have the combined strength to confront this powerful dark magic. Only one truly did, and he was hopefully already far away from there on his way to West Post.

“Octavian…. you do not know what you are doing. By using the Defiant One’s powers, you are pledging yourself to him. You will be bound to him as a slave is bound to his master. He will use you like a pawn and stop at nothing until he is freed from his prison!” cried the Master Elder, trying to convince the General to abandon his mad pursuit of power.

“It’s not too late, you can end this still! You will be forgiven if you just stop this madness!” he pleaded desperately.

“I know exactly what I’m doing, Elder! Do not lecture me as if I am not capable of understanding! I will release the Defiant One! He has promised me a power greater than you could ever imagine and endless control over the kingdoms of Hurea.

“He has no interest in ruling the world of mortals.  All he wants is revenge on the ones who locked him away. He wants to destroy the last living remnant of the Mystics of Creation – their Orb of Power – so that they can never again return to this world!” replied the General.

“You fool!” yelled the Master Elder. “You’re too blinded by your own greed and ambitions to see that you’re being used! If you unleash the Defiant One, he will cast you aside like the tool you are and do nothing short of destroy the world as we know it!”

The general erupted in rage, his face distorted with every word that he spat, “YOU KNOW NOTHING OF WHAT YOU SPEAK OF!”

“No, General, it is you who knows nothing, and you are truly lost!” cried the Master Elder.

He spun his staff around, pointing it directly at General Krauss. A massive bolt of lightning shot from the staff and darted toward his target, but the General was too quick. He vanished and reappeared behind the Master Elder and swiftly bashed the butt of his sword into the back of the Elder’s head, and simultaneously caused a shockwave to blast the remaining Elders backward and against the bookshelves lining the walls.

The men cried out in agony as they fell to the floor.

The Master Elder swiftly got to his feet and raised his staff above his head, spinning it wildly while chanting an incantation under his breath.

Suddenly violent winds began spinning wildly around him and a great darkness filled the room above the fight. Just as quickly, General Krauss began darting toward the Elder in an attempt to stop his spell, but he was too late. The spell was completed, and the winds rushed downward and shot forward in a tornado-like spiral, focusing at a single deadly point.

The tip struck General Krauss’s shoulder and he was violently thrust backward, spinning wildly through the air until he crashed into the back wall. General Krauss quickly gained his footing and wiped the blood from his brow and mouth.

“I see you haven’t lost your touch, old man.” said the General with a wicked smile. “But you haven’t seen what I can do yet!”

General Krauss let out a grisly growl and threw his hands together, palms facing outward. He began chanting under his breath and slowly a green glow began pulsing from his hands. His eyes began glowing the same eerie green light and suddenly a beam of light shot from his hands, racing through the air towards the Master Elder.

The Master Elder tried to divert the spell, but he was no match for this type of magic. The other elders joined in, sensing the desperation of the struggle between the Master Elder and the evil king. With their combined efforts the Elders were able to create a shield of energy surrounding their leader before the dark energy struck.

Brilliant shards of light flew in all directions as it shattered the energy shield like glass before deflecting off into the wall behind the Elders. The blast was so powerful it blasted straight through the wall leaving a large charred opening out into the air.

The Elders gathered together in front of the opening near the edge of the precipice, the wind flapping their cloaks viciously around them, knowing they were outmatched by the dark magic the General now wielded.

“We have lost....” said the Master Elder, catching his breath.

The evil king laughed and raised his hand upward, gathering energy for another powerful blast intending to finish off the helpless Elders. Quickly, the Elders gathered what energy they could spare, and just as the spell was released, the Elders vanished into thin air.

Chapter XI

David and the others had been trekking through the forest for hours and were utterly exhausted. The sun had been gradually moving lower and lower in the sky and they knew it wouldn’t be long before it would set, leaving them in darkness.

Deciding they had gone far enough for the day, the company moved to prepare a makeshift camp off the beaten path near a little stream that ran from the direction of the mountain. It would provide them much needed fresh water so they could refill and refresh for the night and the next day’s journey.

David and Erin set out gathering firewood while Rex went hunting for something to feed the hungry crew. Orin sat down and rubbed his feet, enjoying the moment of rest and the peaceful noise of the surrounding forest life.

Orin had always enjoyed the wilderness, after all, he was practically a part of it. Being gifted in the ways of magic left him connected to the world around him. He