Bastial Explosion (The Rhythm of Rivalry: Book 3)
B.T. Narro
Language: English
Pages: 335
ISBN: B00FUANYH6
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
As Effie and her roommates learn firsthand the true savagery of their enemies, anger and grief threaten to overtake them. While dealing with internal turmoil, each student also must come to terms with his or her role in battle…and soon. The Krepps have twice the numbers of Kyrro, and the frightfully strong creatures are eager to kill.
After managing to anger the entire Academy during his introduction, Zoke learns that behaving like a Krepp makes him more of an outcast with his new allies in Kyrro than he was with his own race. With his sister Zeti on the opposing side as the gruesome events of war unfold, soon the only thing the siblings have in common is a waning hope that they won’t see each other on the battlefield. But before a clash of unprecedented proportions can occur, something unheard of is discovered lingering deep below Tenred that may change everything.
hear it over the general noise of battle. There were other ropes that had caught onto something. Effie quickly ran to each one and burned them. By then, a few Krepps actually had made it over the wall, but only their corpses remained, killed by the warriors and psychics waiting for them. “Let the mages through!” It was Terren’s voice. He was pressed against the wall beside the gate. From the way no one stood in front of it, Effie assumed Krepps on the other side were shooting arrows through the
he said, not knowing if there was a word for pra durren in common tongue. “It means I’m four years into adulthood.” The morning sun was just coming over the western Academy wall, causing the old woman to shield her eyes. Zoke squinted and raised his hand as well. “And what makes you an adult?” she asked. Zoke might’ve been annoyed, but her question held no judgment. She’d done well to show that she had no doubts that he was in fact an adult. Or she just was skilled at holding back her
distances, but none of the hundreds of Krepps who traveled with him ever dared to make a remark. Except for Paramar, Zeti thought. He would come up with a joke. But he’s dead. I killed him. Keenu’s question plucked at her mind like a child Krepp incessantly ripping up grass. “Would you like me to finish him?” How could he offer to kill Paramar with such indifference? Paramar had had two friends: Zeti and Keenu—the head of the scout team. And Vithos, Zeti reminded herself. Three friends. And
against a walkway and came to rest. The only thing Zeti could think was that she would be next. She stood with her back against what used to be the stone floor, with her feet on top of what used to be a wall, completely terrified that her tower would lean just a little bit farther. But it seemed to hold. When her thoughts returned, she realized it had fallen against a wall. But she would be stupid to believe she was safe there. Most of the rocks in the air were small by then. Still, she
knew the moonlight coming in through the window was barely enough to illuminate her face. “Stop waiting for me to fall asleep,” Effie ordered. “You’re not sneaking out of here to visit Steffen.” “That’s not why I asked,” Gabby lied, flipping to face the other way. In the morning, Gabby asked if she could use the bathhouse before she left. Effie didn’t see the harm. There were no showers in Oakshen, where her family was from. Access to the aqueducts was one of the treats of living in the