The King's Bastard - By Rowena Cory Daniells Page 0,150
low to the ground until it was about a body length from him. A short leap for a beast of its size.
'Easy... easy...' He breathed slowly, bring the arrow over his shoulder, nocking it, drawing.
Too late. The beast leapt. It was the leogryf all over, but this time there was no Lence to push him to safety.
He let the arrow fly, even though he knew it was hopeless, then threw himself back, left arm raised to fend off the jaws. He expected to hit the rail, but the manticore was already on him. It caught him on the upward arc of its leap. The impact drove him over the rail, off the platform. For an instant he and the beast hung in the air.
Then the ground called them and, with a sickening lurch, they dropped.
The world spun around Byren, icy lake gleaming in the starlight, snowy rocks flashing past, sparkling sky. The manticore writhed, trying to right itself as it fell. With a reverberating thud they struck a rocky outcropping halfway down, with the beast under him. The impact of their fall sent them ricocheting off, out and down again.
Piro caught Leif and thrust him behind her, as Garzik reached for an arrow. The wolfhounds had one of the juveniles trapped in a corner of the dairy. Florin and Orrade were doing a sweep of Narrowneck to be sure they had got them all.
Garzik notched his arrow and drew, waiting for a good shot.
The side of Piro's neck prickled with warning. She turned. Another juvenile stood in the shadows, poised to attack Leif.
'Garzik!' she hissed, reaching for an arrow and nocking it.
'Quiet, Piro. I don't want to hit one of the dogs.'
She couldn't take her gaze off those gleaming orange eyes, but at the same time she was aware of the raised tail, the poisoned spike dripping with venom. Could her arrow drive through the manticore's eye into its brain before it struck Leif? She didn't think so. But she had to do something.
She thrust Leif behind her, saw a stray bucket and, quick as thought, kicked it at the beast.
The manticore struck instinctively, tail hitting the bucket with a resounding ring of chitin striking metal.
Piro loosed her arrow. It took the manticore high in the shoulder where it met the neck. Garzik swore. A dog howled, then whimpered. The other two growled as they attacked, tearing the second manticore apart. The cornered Affinity beast screamed in pain and fury.
Piro's manticore took one step before its legs folded under it. She darted aside, dragging Leif out of the way of the falling tail. They collided with Garzik's back, driving him to safety and fell in a heap on the dairy floor.
'Whaa?' Garzik rolled to his feet. He gaped as he took in the second manticore.
Piro climbed to her feet. Odd, her legs didn't work properly.
Garzik turned to her, with a look she couldn't interpret. 'Piro, I -'
She found her voice. 'That's two more down, better tell Orrie and Florin.'
Her knees felt like water as she moved towards the dairy door. Leif whistled to call off the dogs. The surviving two came readily, muzzles bloodied, coats torn in places.
'Poor Crusher.' Leif shed ready tears.
Garzik rubbed his back. 'You can be proud of them. They've earned their keep tonight.'
They'd only just stepped from between the outbuildings when Orrade came running towards them.
'Byren's missing,' he called.
Piro's heart lurched sickeningly.
'Are all the manticores accounted for?' Florin asked, coming in from the other direction with a flaming torch.
'We just killed two juveniles,' Garzik said.
'Then there's only the large male -'
'Are you deaf?' Orrade rounded on her. 'Byren's missing.'
'If we don't know where the pride leader is, more of us could go missing,' she told him.
Orrade blinked and nodded once. 'You're right. Leif, fetch some more torches.'
The lad ran across to the wood pile. Piro opened her jar of pitch, dipping the new torches in it and setting them alight.
Orrade took a torch, leading the way. Piro identified the platform and the machinery of the great lever, stark against the froth of stars, then the stain on the snow where the pitch had burned away. But the platform was empty.
'Gate's still barred,' Florin said. She turned towards the tradepost, peering into the night. 'Where could -'
Orrade groaned and dropped to his knees in the snow. Piro could not