Dragons of Asgard 3 Logan Jacobs (book recommendations for teens .TXT) 📖

he made a sloppy pass over my head, and Blar had my back as he went high and blasted the frost giant with a massive blue flame.

“Helheim feline!” the man screeched as he lifted his arms to block his face, but with only a small amount of leg left to stand on, he quickly fell to the ground next to his already severed leg.

Blood pooled around him and coated the ice an awful red color as he continued to curse me even in his dying state.

“Good job, buddy,” I told Blar as the little dragon landed on my shoulder again.

“What did I miss?” Eira asked, and I turned to see her come out of the tunnel behind me. Her body was covered in blood splatter from her clear victory, and even Svass had a few drops on her small yellow body.

“Rath!” Kas yelled, and I immediately spun around and found the strawberry-blonde. “Two more just left!”

The sorceress swung at her opponent, but he countered, and their blades made a terrible sound as they clashed together. She pushed back, and the male slid on the ice with his legs spread wide in a fighting stance. Then Kas surprised me. She yanked her sword back so she could throw it up in the air, and she took two steps forward and lowered onto her knees to slide between the giant’s legs.

The giant looked up at her magic covered greatsword as it floated above him, but as soon as Kas was at his back, the sword dropped down into her hand, and she thrust it up through his spine. The tip of the blade came through his chest as his body spasmed, and blood burst out of his mouth as he coughed.

“That way!” Kas yelled, and she nodded to the ice cave on the other side of the open area. Then she yanked her sword from the man and spun around to look at me. “Asta and I will hold them off, you two go!”

Between the four or five I’d taken out, and the ones Kas and Asta had already handled, there were only three left, and they were all locked in battle with Asta at the moment.

Rain, snow, and sunshine intermittently flashed above the white-haired elf girl as she used her magic to alter her blade and counter her opponents. Inger was up in the air above her shoulder, and the little dragon kept one of the giants at bay while Asta took on the other two.

Kas ran toward her friend, and I knew the two of them could handle it, so I turned to nod at Eira.

“Let’s go,” I told the redhead.

“Right,” she agreed, and we took off across the ice.

There were bodies everywhere, and I hopped over them as best as I could, but the ice was slick with warm blood, and I found myself sliding more than once.

“Shite,” I breathed.

“Yeah,” Eira said as we ran as fast as we could under the circumstances. “The tunnel I went down was slick, too. These ice caves definitely aren’t what I’m used to fighting in.”

“We’ve got to catch those arseholes,” I said as we entered the tunnel.

“Fuck.” Eira shook her head as we came to a halt.

The tunnel we’d entered split off into two tunnels instead of continuing straight.

“Go that way,” I told her with a nod to the left. “Call out if you need me.”

“On it.” The redhead took off running toward the tunnel, and I spun on my heels and headed into the one on the right.

The open area we’d arrived in was a bright blueish-white, and it was clear there was a little bit of sunshine coming in from the outside, but not this tunnel. It seemed to get darker the further I got into it, and I found myself slowing down just so I could keep my footing.

I reached out and put my hand on the wall to steady myself as I walked since I couldn’t see anything, and I wracked my brain to try and think of something I could light on fire to illuminate the area.

Suddenly, my gut wrenched, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up. Someone was close by, I could feel it.

“Blar, now!” I shouted, and the little dragon released a huge fireball that lit up the small tunnel just long enough for me to see a frost giant running toward me.

He lifted his axe over his shoulder and then propelled his arm forward, but the tunnel went dark again just as the weapon left his hand.

“Shite,” I cursed as I ducked and slid to the other side of the tunnel.

I popped up and reached my arms out, but there was no wall to steady me. The sound of the axe landing on the ice filled the air, and I knew I only had a few seconds before the man was on me again.

“I see you,” the giant laughed.

“Blar, fire blasts!” I shouted as I readied my sword. “Keep them coming!”

Blue flame lit up the cavern just in time for me to see not one, but two frost giants headed for me. They both must have come down this way instead of splitting up, which was bad news for me, but good news for Eira. Though, I wasn’t sure the redhead would feel that way.

I knew I had to figure out a plan quickly since Blar’s flame would only last four or five seconds at a time, so I carefully took in my opponents’ positions.

One was further to my right, and the other to my left. The one on the left hadn’t picked up his axe yet, but he wielded a foot-long dagger in one hand, and it was reared back over his shoulder in a stabbing position.

The man on the right wielded a longsword, and