Free Lord of Capra by Jaylee Davis Page A

your own creature. A weak pet!”
    The figure sneered
at Evana. She knew it was only trying to distract her. She focused her
attention on the enemy as it stalked toward her. All its features were as
expected. Porcelain white skin, red eyes that stared back at her unwaveringly
and red lips that lifted to reveal white fangs. It was naked, except for a
hooded cloak. The abomination was female, Evana noted, definitely not the
expected gender.
    “And you’ve lost
yours, but you already know that, don’t you?” she taunted.
    The abomination hissed
its frustration at Evana.
    “Who is your maker,
ugly dead one?” she taunted her now irate foe.
    “I’ll never tell
you that, pilot bitch!” It spat the insult back at her.
    “Too bad,” Evana said
with a growl. “I was prepared to offer you mercy for that information.”
    As expected, the abomination
lunged toward her at near invisible speed while Evana slipped behind the raging
female with equal swiftness. Unable to capture its victim on the first assault,
the abomination turned around and once again came face-to-face with empty
space. She screamed in pain as Evana’s sword sliced through her cold dead heart
from behind. Evana moved in to capture the undead monster. She released her
grasp on the sword and pressed her body against the hilt to hold it firmly in
place while she used her free arm to encircle the shrieking head and pulled it
back to expose its throat. The dagger in her left hand sliced into the abomination’s
skin, spilling streams of black blood down its neck.
    Arms flailing
helplessly, it screamed. “You will suffer for this, pilot—”
    “Who’ll make me
suffer?” Evana sawed the dagger in deeper. She was rewarded by more screams
from her captive. “Say the name of your maker. I can still give you mercy.”
    Between shrieks of
pain the abomination at long last howled out a name. “Bayal! It was Bayal!”
    “You lie!” Evana
growled back at her.
    “The Horde…they won’t
stop…him.” It stammered, then continued to spew threats.
    Stunned beyond
belief, Evana silenced its maniacal screams with a quick merciful slice of the
dagger. She flung the severed head over her shoulder toward the water.
    The next warning
from Nemesiscame a second too late for Evana to evade him. Abomination
emerging from the water…
    Fangs sank deep
into her shoulder as it grabbed her from behind. Apparently ravenous for her
blood, it attempted to drain her. She used all her strength to break its hold
and twist away. Still gripping the dagger, she called on what was left of her
energy to put some distance between them. It followed close behind. She evaded
capture several times before they stopped only yards apart.
    She struggled to
catch her breath as the wound on her shoulder continued to bleed out. The
venomous fangs of an abomination had never pierced her so deeply. Her strength
wouldn’t stay with her for long. One way or another, this had to be a short
battle.
    I have a plan when
you are ready.
    Evana sent back a
silent okay while watching the abomination’s every move. This one was male.
    “I wondered how
your blood would taste.” He sneered while licking a drop off his lower lip.
    There was more of
her blood smeared down his chin. The blatant hunger he displayed for her made
Evana shiver in disgust.
    “I’ll drink more
from you, slowly,” he continued to threaten. “Until you’re near dead, then I’ll
feed you. You’ll be mine.”
    The male slid his
red gaze up and down her body. Evana had no doubts about what else he wanted
from her.
    Defiant, she
snarled, “I think not.” To Nemesis she thought, Now.
    Even if she’d been
mentally prepared to feel her blood turn to liquid fire, she couldn’t stop the
scream of pain ripping from her when it happened. Every molecule in her body
burned with excruciating intensity. Her enemy’s shriek of pain mingled with her
own. To her relief, the pain faded as quickly as it came, and just before she
blacked out, she