by Morgan Landry 1/22/2013, 12:16 pm
He grinned at her, but she didn't smile back.
Suddenly, she saw him grab the hilt of his sword, looking at something behind her. She spun around, her hair softly smacking the boy's chest.
A drakon was creeping towards them. It was little in comparison to the two Lakisha had dealt with two years earlier, but it was still twelve respectable feet long, with sharp muddy green scales that scraped against the ground and blood-red eyes.
Lakisha knew how to kill that one. It was no Lydia drakon, fortunately, but it still looked like a Thessalian one.
She jumped back to Vengeance and the mare reared, but Lakisha jumped and grabbed the reins.
"Don't screw with me now," she hissed as she effortlessly jumped into the saddle.
She concentrated on her weapon, Chrymos, and made it turn out of sheer will into the usual ice pick, then threw it in the air and caught its middle. Now she had a long recurve bow of yew wood in her left hand, and the quiver, coated with black leather and lined by silver, had materialized in her back, held in place by a large leather strap that ran across her chest. It was wiser to have a bow when fighting a drakon than a dagger or a sword:if you wanted to attack the thing wit those weapons, you had to get close and the drakon would immediately bite you. Wth a bow, you could aim calmly and enjoy the security distance provides.
The drakons's scales where to hard to shoot at them directly, she knew. The vulnerable part where the eyes, the nostrils and the inside of the mouth.
Let's start with the eyes, then.
She took two arrows out of her quiver. Those were special arrows:the tip wasn't smooth and pointed, but rectangular, sharp and carefully carved, so that if the victim should try to get it out, it would tear as much flesh as possible with it.
She aimed the two arrows, and then the drakon started to spit its venom.
Lakisha easily made Vengeance dodge it, and shooted -- too quickly.
One arrow shot straight into the right eye, but the other one missed by an inch, now stuck in the creature's scaly eyelid.
It shrieked with pain, and Lakisha could feel understanding. I wouldn't want to be in your place, mate.
She carefully aimed another arrow at the left eye. If she hit it, the drakon would be an easy target, and she would finish it off easily.