a brief SEVENFOLD SWORD: MAZE excerpt
Editing SEVENFOLD SWORD: MAZE today, so let’s have a brief excerpt!
Ridmark shrugged, lifted Oathshield, and stepped into the mist. He focused on his link to the sword, preparing to call on its power to shield himself from hostile magic. But nothing happened. He felt a chill from the mist, but it didn’t seem harmful, and Oathshield did not react with rage as it did when faced with dark magic.
“Seems harmless enough,” he said. He paused. “Though I realize that has probably been the last words of many men.”
-JM
A close second to “Hold my beer and watch this……”
Along with “What could go wrong?”
“What duck?”