The Wielder: Sworn Vengeance (The Wielder Series) Read Online Free

spells which careened amongst them.  Standing next to the wizard Grey Lightbringer is the beast Ahtsag Znuul who has also taken down his share of the waves of creatures that besieged the two.
    “The coward must be close to bring forth his minions like this ,” Znuul notes.  He closes his eyes and reaches out with his senses to find the source of the attack –Maldgorath the Collector.  Before he can set his senses to his task the doors to the hallway crash open - this time not with summonling demons and devils, but a pair of commandos with automatic weapons.
    Without a moment’s thought, Znuul’s wings flare out and he quickly stands in front of the wizard Grey, taking the onslaught of automatic weapons fire.  It doesn't feel good at all to him.
    But Znuul is made of stronger stuff than regular bullets can do real harm to.  He takes their fire, then returns the favor with savage mental assault to one of the commandos and a vicious telekinetic attack to the other that literally flings him into and partially through the wall.  The commando under the mental assault is curled on the ground, groveling.  Znuul stalks forward, reaching down for the man’s helmeted skull.
    “No ,” says the wizard Grey.  Ahtsag stops in his tracks, telling the commando, “Lucky boy.”
    Grey smiles to Znuul, then instantly becomes serious again; “The Collector… where is he?”
    The large winged creature again reaches out with his senses and finds his prey in the rear courtyard.   Then that prey disappears.  “He flees us” he says opening his eyes.  But his senses are still somewhat extended and he notes a disturbance that shouldn’t be there.
    He looks at the wizard Grey Lightbringer.  “Old man, we have at least two military helicopters incoming, five minutes maximum.”
    “Damn .” is the wizard’s response.  He makes haste to his desk and tells Znuul to open his safe under the bookcase.  Grey produces a small leather attaché from his desk.  The safe opened, Grey instructs Znuul to give him the invitation from the Queen of the Fae he received during Arthur MacInerny's trial.
    Znuul hands him the sealed invitation with a scowl. “We have no time to wait for diplomats of one side to approach the other to open a gateway.  Must I remind you, that if we went there I would be summarily executed and my head put upon a pike. I die, so do you.”
    Grey takes the invitation from him and beams a smile. “I would never subject you to that.  You must get what you can of the staff and campers away.  I will pitch a storm and keep the copters at bay.  The safety of our charges is paramount. Take this pouch and hold onto it dearly.  If the worst happens you will know what to do.”
    This input does not sit well with Znuul, but he takes the leather pouch all the same. “You get them out, I can more than deal with these machines.”
    Grey smiles at his charge, the demon bound to his will , known at one time as the Destroyer of Hope and Devourer of Souls.  “We don’t need you showing up on the internet. Trust in me and get our charges out of here.”
    Znuul nods and begins to leave to perform his duties . He is stopped by his master’s voice; “Ahtsag, I believe in you and I trust in you. You know you are as family to me.”
    “Don’t do anything too crazy old man” is the beast’s reply as he ducks under the door jamb to address his duty.
    In the hall he bellows for all to converge on the front portico.  He quickly takes wing to the third floor and directs the children to come downstairs.  He collects Marthe and anyone else he could find in the house and ha s them follow him to the garage.
    Storm clouds and lightning began to swell around the chateau and Znuul knows Grey is applying his craft strongly.  No helicopter pilot in his right mind would attempt to go through the weather Grey was invoking.  He was buying time to get the kids and staff to safety.
    At the garage, Znuul has them pack into the limousine