Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 112416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 562(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
“What?” Tyche’s voice cracked. “What do you mean half-mad?”
“Haru is insane. Everyone has always told me that. He has serious impulse-control issues. His moods snap wildly.” Adrian released Tyche and shoved his hands into hair, pacing away. “Gods, Haru.” He turned the dragon’s name into a heart-wrenching moan.
“It’ll be fine,” Shey said firmly.
“Are you crazy?” Adrian yelled. “What part of any of this makes you think it’ll be fine?”
“The powers will balance out,” Tyche promised. “Haru needs time to adjust. His powers will help protect him. He’ll be okay. I know it.”
“But…this isn’t permanent, right? You can take the powers out of him?”
“Yes! Gods, yes!” Tyche shouted, throwing up his hands. He couldn’t look more horrified. “There’s no way this is permanent. A dragon god? Fuck, no.”
Shey covered his face with his hand and rubbed his eyes. A dragon god was precisely what Tyche had made in an act of desperation.
“However, to get the pearl from him, I will need him in his human form,” Tyche admitted.
Shey had a feeling he knew how Tyche had to get the goddess’s powers back, but he wasn’t about to tell Adrian. The man had enough on his mind already.
“So, now what?” Adrian snapped. He was calming from his initial panic, but he was still glaring at Tyche like he wanted to use him as a butcher block for all his knives.
“Okay!” Tyche stepped up and held his hands out in front of him, his gaze serious and focused. “We go to the docks and we steal a boat. We take the boat north to Sirelis, where we get a bigger, faster boat.” His head turned to look at Shey. “You do have big, fast boats, right?”
Shey smirked. “Many.”
“Good,” he continued, gazing at Adrian again. “We get a big, fast boat and go to the Isle of Stone.”
“That’s where you sent him when you told him to go home?” Adrian asked, his voice softening.
Tyche nodded. “He spoke of his home and his clan a lot this past week. The dragons are powerful enough to help control him. They will also give him some comfort until you can arrive.”
“Me? I’m supposed to extract that power?” Adrian gasped.
“No, you’re supposed to fight his nightmares. You’re his Adrian. All his hopes and fears rest with you.”
Adrian’s shoulders slumped, and his eyes took on an overwhelmed, dazed look. “Fuck.”
“We’ve got this,” Shey murmured, putting the strength he had left into those three words. As long as Adrian believed they could save Haru, it would happen.
“Yes, we do. We’ll save Haru, take Yesuntei’s powers to Brightspire for safekeeping, and we’ll stop this asshole from killing innocent people and gods.” Tyche spun and pointed at Shey. “And you will stay away from Kaes. No more doing fancy magic shit to catch his attention.”
Adrian’s wide eyes jumped to Shey’s face, and Shey winced. Yeah, they definitely didn’t need to add another god to the mix. Tyche and Cirina were proving to be more than they could handle.
“I’ll tell you on the boat,” Shey muttered. They all had lots of questions, and Tyche held most of the answers. But they would have to wait until they were on the boat.
Gods. Dragons. Power-hungry men killing gods.
It was time to save the world, starting with one mad dragon.