Blood of the Dragon (Warhammer Novels)
C. L. Werner
Language: English
Pages: 256
ISBN: 1844160955
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Ruthless bounty hunter Brunner scours the lands of Bretonnia searching for the notorious highwayman Gobineau. He becomes embroiled in a series of dangerous adventures until he reaches the blighted city of Mousillon.
they tried to slip into the port city of Marienburg. What had exploded within the wizard's room had been every bit as fierce and terrible as any gale born over the Sea of Claws, a blast of howling wind and invisible might that had smashed everything and everyone before it. Then, as suddenly as it had struck, the burst of wind had ceased, only the destruction it had wrought giving evidence that it had indeed occurred. Gobineau fancied that he could see a weird light slowly fading from Rudol's
structures of the waterfront. 'We could be next on the menu.' Ulgrin cast a curious eye on the bounty hunter, but did as he had been told, releasing the snaps that held his throwing axes in their holsters, firming his grip on his trusty great axe. 'How many?' the dwarf whispered. 'We won't know that until they attack,' Brunner replied, taking the first step from the pier. His boot squelched into the muddy ground, but the earth was firm enough beneath his tread to walk upon. 'Might be a dozen,
strange eyes narrowing with a mixture of caution and fear. Brunner slid his battered body across the floor, biting down on another cry of pain as his scarred back met a cold stone wall. He turned his face in the direction in which memory told him the door of his cell lay. He knew that two men had been left to guard him, men who had seemed properly motivated when Corbus had informed them to keep a careful watch on the prisoner. Brunner strained his ears to detect any sign that the guards had
mechanisms to ensure that the two bounty hunters would not be following him, even if they did survive their battle with the vampire. The rogue had almost been caught himself when he'd emerged from the passage, nearly running headfirst into a large group of men-at-arms and knights with a furious Marimund at their head, heading toward the room Gobineau had recently quit. Fortunately, they hadn't seen him. He imagined that even in the unlikely event that Brunner did best the vampiric Sir Corbus, the
With his sword grinding against Brunner's own, the Blood Dragon's other hand closed about the bounty hunter's throat, undead talons clasping living flesh with a clutch of steel. 'You should have stuck to your tricks, assassin,' the vampire snarled. Corbus's jaw cracked as the vampire's mouth snapped open, far beyond the limits imposed upon it in life. The gleaming, wolf-like fangs shone like polished ivory in the flickering firelight as Corbus brought his ruined face toward Brunner's exposed