Page 12 (1/2)

Dagfinn spun the axe A barrage of frost finn On the battlements the shapeshifters roared and howled

"How are we doing, baby?" I called out Serves you right, Your Furriness Next ti not to show off," Curran yelled

Dagfinn brought the axe down A sonic boofinn roared

The shapeshifters booed

Curran bounced back up and dashed forward

Dafinn spun, but the Beast Lord was too fast He dodged left, right, and collided with Dagfinn The huge Viking staggered back froed, roaring, gripping the axe with both hands, and bringing it up for an overhead blow

Move, honey Move

Curran lunged forward

What the hell was he doing?

Dagfinn chopped doith all his strength

Curran caught the axe with his right hand

Dagfinn stopped

Holy shit

The viking strained, right leg forward, left leg back Muscles rippled on his arms Frost ate at Curran’s hand, but the axe didn’t finn snarled

Curran raised his left hand His fingers curled into a fist

"Not in the head!" I yelled "We need his brain"

Curran yanked the axe forward Dagfinn jerked back, trying to regain his balance, and Curran swept his left leg frofinn crashed down like an oak chopped at the root

Curran tore the axe out of his hands and tossed it aside Dagfinn swung at hiht fist Curran leaned out of the way and sank vicious punch straight down into Dagfinn’s gut

Ow I hurt just fro noises

Dagfinn curled into a ball, trying to suck in a lungful of air, which was suddenlyhi toward me

Oh you crazy sonovabitch

Curran dufinn by my feet "Here is your expert, baby"

The shapeshifters on the histled and howled Why me?

"Thanks, showoff," I told him "Let me see the hand"

"It’s fine"

"The hand, Curran"

He held it out Blisters covered his right palree It had to hurt like hell Lyc-V would fix it in a day or so, but rit his teeth

"I said don’t touch the axe"

He leaned over and kissed finn finally e to remember how to breathe and swore

I leaned over hi to read rowled "Giveto Doolittle, nothing was actually broken Dagfinn treated the diagnosis with open suspicion, but given the circuot a plastic bag with so solution tied around his hand He liked it about as , the hand will be usable in two hours," Doolittle infor, it may be usable by torowled a little, but kept the bag on

I put Julie’s drawing in front of Dagfinn

He squinted at it "Whoa Was this on a weapon?"

"No, it’s on a gold necklace that’s killing a child Looks like Elder Futhark, but not exactly Is this a spell?" I asked

"This isn’t Elder Futhark"

"What is it?"

"It’s dvergr"

I sat down into the nearest chair "Are you sure?"