The Hunter's Kind: Book II of The Hollow Gods

Born in tragedy and raised in poverty, Krishanjit by no means aspired to be whatever more than what he used to be: a humble goatherd, tending his flock at the slopes of his remoted mountain home.

But Krish has realized that he is the son of the king of Ashanesland - and the moon god reborn. Now, simply by his allies, Krish is set to struggle his murderous father and grab regulate of Ashanesland. yet his allies Dae Hyo, Eric and Olufemi, are dangerously unreliable and hiding secrets and techniques in their personal.

To take Ashanesland, Krish needs to trip to the forbidden reflect city and unencumber the secrets and techniques of its robust magic. however the fee of his victory might be a lot more than the results of his defeat... For, deep within the far-off Moon wooded area lives a lady known as Cwen - a disciple of the god identified simply because the Hunter. She believes that Krish represents all that's evil on the earth. and he or she has made it her life's challenge to hunt Krish and spoil all who struggle via his side.

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He was once correct. The door of Olufemi’s hut had opened a crack and the mage’s head poked out of it. She looked to be taking a look clear of them, on the peaks and troughs of the waves. ‘Olufemi! ’ Krish shouted, however the wind stole his phrases. ‘She can be cautious she doesn’t—’ Dae Hyo acknowledged, and didn’t have to end the concept as a surprising blast of wind ripped the door from her arms and pulled her out with it. She hung a second, legs kicking, after which fell into the water. ‘Can she swim? ’ Dinesh requested. Krish didn’t understand.

The enlarged fireplace javelin worked,’ she acknowledged. Algar grinned. ‘It did! ’ She checked out what remained of it: a pile of splinters. Algar’s face was once scored with pink marks from the destruction of his invention. The black powder should have shattered the tube at the same time it despatched the javelin on its approach. ‘We won’t be utilizing it back, even though. ’ ‘We won’t. ’ ‘You stored my existence. ’ His smile softened into whatever extra smooth. ‘Of path. ’ She levered herself to her toes and staggered over to the lifeless beast. She may well see now that the spear was once buried in its neck to almost part its size.

It took him a second to understand she required a solution. ‘I imagine I walked earlier it. It’s half-eaten by means of the barren region. ’ ‘Eaten. definite. What do you need, Krishanjit? ’ ‘I got here to speak to you approximately – concerning the runes. at any time when I’ve requested you approximately them you’ve brushed me away. yet Marvan thinks—’ ‘You’ve been chatting with that killer? ’ ‘At least he'll converse to me. I’ve been speaking to him, and he says my father will come after me, even right here. i would like to understand in case your people’s magic is robust sufficient to guard us opposed to his military.

The send was once directory and shortly he observed why. The contraption contained extra steel than he’d ever noticeable in a single position, an incredible around sphere of it, doubtless worthy greater than the send its weight pressed down. there have been glass portholes lining its facets and chains connected to winches above. Sang Ki greatly feared he knew what this was once. ‘A subaqueous sphere,’ he guessed. ‘The Wanderer Afra Silversdochter wrote of this in her magazine. ’ Little Cousin beamed. ‘Yes, sure, sure – I knew you’d recognize. i've got the quantity myself, copied from Afra’s unique.

He might conceal his anger at the back of his smile and do what he wanted, now not what he felt. ‘My inheritor? ’ his father requested. ‘Yes. you could educate me to be King when you. we will do issues the normal manner. That’s all i need. ’ ‘My heir,’ his father stated back. He checked out his males after which reached out his hand. Its dermis used to be wrinkled and there have been liver spots of age on its again, however it seemed powerful. Krish’s hand was once slim compared, but the hands have been a similar size. He curled them around his father’s and felt the heat of the grab.

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