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

not enough to decapitate him. Eira’s blade got stuck in his neck, and as the man fell to the ground, she cursed and nearly fell down with him.

The warrior steadied herself, and then she pressed her foot onto the man’s back and yanked her sword out of his body so she could tap it on the ground in an attempt to get some of the blood off it.

“Went for the beheading, I see,” I chuckled as I carefully walked over to her.

“It’s the best way.” She looked up at me and grinned before she glanced over to where the frost giant I’d killed laid on the ground with an axe between his legs. “I see you went another direction.”

“He opened himself up to it.” I smiled and shrugged.

“Should we hide the bodies?” Eira asked as she glanced around.

“I’m not sure how much of a difference it would make,” I said, and I pursed my lips. “Not with all the blood, at least.”

“Good point.” The redhead nodded.

“Besides,” I said with a glance up at Svass. “I’m sure she’s getting tired.”

“What if someone finds them, though?” she asked.

“That’s a good point, too,” I agreed, and I looked around the area. We didn’t want anybody to find the bodies and alert more frost giants there’d been a murder.

The Jotunheim natives were known to be killing machines when it came to opponents, but I doubted they tolerated murder among their own kind. Eira was right, we needed to find a way to get rid of the bodies.

“Mmmm, I think I have an idea,” I said.

“What?” Eira asked.

“Help me grab the bodies,” I said.

“On it,” the redhead agreed.

“Blar, Svass, come over here,” I instructed.

Blar landed on my shoulder, and a second later Svass landed on Eira’s, though the little dragon kept a small flame going for us to see by.

“I need you two to blast the floor with some fire,” I explained.

“What’s your plan here?” Eira asked with a raised red eyebrow.

“You’ll see.” I grinned.

The little dragons hopped down from our shoulders, and each of them let out a huge flame directed right at the floor. The ice began to melt, and soon there were two huge pools of water on the floor.

“I see where you’re going here,” Eira said with a nod.

“Yeah,” I said. “Let’s check their pockets before we put them in, though.”

“On it,” Eira said, and she bent down to rummage through the frost giants’ clothing.

There was no guarantee these men were involved with the dragon trade, but it was possible they were, and I wanted to make sure we explored every possibility when it came to finding the men with those dragon eggs.

I looked through the pockets of the giant I’d killed, too, but all I found was a few coins. There was nothing to indicate any involvement with dragons.

“Find anything?” Eira asked.

“Just a couple of coins.” I shook my head.

“That’s more than I got,” the redhead said. “This guy’s pockets were virtually empty.”

“Let’s get these bodies in here,” I told her.

“Right,” she agreed.

I grabbed the frost giant I’d taken out and pulled him over to the small pools the dragons had made. I plunked him in one of them so he was completely submerged, and a small amount of displaced water spread out from the area.

I glanced over to see Eira struggling with her giant, so I grabbed his legs and helped her drop him into the water as well.

“That should do it,” I said.

“Yeah, it doesn’t look like these tunnels are frequently traveled,” the redhead said.

“That’s what I was thinking,” I agreed. “And with how cold it is in here, it shouldn’t take them long to freeze over.”

“I’m sure you’re right,” Eira nodded.

“Let’s get back to Kas and Asta,” I said. “We don’t want to get spotted again.”

The redhead nodded, and once the dragons were back on our shoulders, we made our way out of the tunnel and back out to the open area where Kas and Asta were.

The two women had already started gathering up the bodies and putting them in a large pile.

“Oh, thank goodness,” Kas said when Eira and I made it back to them. “We were starting to get worried.”

“Sorry about that,” I said, and I gestured to the bodies they’d stacked up. “What’s your plan to dispose of them?”

“Um, we hadn’t really gotten that far.” Kas bit her lip.

“We put ours in ice back there,” Eira said. “But that’s probably not going to work for these guys. There’s too many of them.’

“What about the one you followed down that way?” Asta asked with a point at the tunnel across from us.

“Oh, right, I should go get them.” Eira frowned.

“We’ll figure out how to dispose of the rest in the meantime,” I told her.

“I’ll be right back,” Eira said as she headed toward the tunnel.

“I’ll help!” Asta called out, and she ran after the redhead.

“Any ideas?” Kas asked.

“Hm.” I pursed my lips and thought. “You gathered items to complete the spell already?”

“It’s done.” The strawberry-blonde nodded.

“Did you go through their pockets?” I asked.

“Yeah, we searched them,” Kas assured me. “All we found was a few coins. I didn’t figure you wanted us to gather their weapons, but we did take anything small that looked valuable.”

“Good job,” I told her with a sigh.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Nothing, exactly,” I said. “I was hoping we might find something on them that showed they were involved with the dragon trade, but I suppose the first men we come across being who we’re looking for would be a little too easy.”

“Right,” she chuckled. “But I know we’ll find them. I don’t think these were dragon trading arseholes, just regular arseholes.”

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