a seventh excerpt from SOUL OF SKULLS

One more excerpt from SOUL OF SKULLS. The rest of the book after this point is one big spoiler, so this is the final excerpt I’ll post. Later this week I’ll post the first chapter to the book.

“When you lost your damned boat and found your way here,” said Mazael, “did you drink a too much seawater? Because you must be mad if you think I will pray to your wretched serpent god.”

Molly snickered, and the Aegonar’s face went red with fury.

“Then you will both perish!” said the Aegonar, lifting his broadsword, “and we will keep the woman as our thrall.”

“Unlikely,” said Mazael. He reached for his sword, his Demonsouled rage boiling up, and remembered Riothamus’s cautions. “I will give you one chance. Run away and…”

“Kill them!” roared the Aegonar.

Oh, well.

Mazael yanked Lion from its sheath and kicked his spurs into his mount.

-JM