Call of Kerberos: Twilight of Kerberos, The - Jonathan Oliver Page 0,17
be coming from him. The darkness that crowded his vision streamed from the creature's eyes and into his. The thing's words were clearer now and, just before Katya plunged her sword into its left eye socket, two broke through Silus's darkening consciousness.
"Half-breed."
The creature's arms fell away, releasing Silus's head. Katya helped him to his feet and he staggered a little, almost losing his balance as he pulled his sword free of the corpse.
"Are you okay?" He said, seeing the blood running down Katya's face.
"For now, but if we stay here we'll die."
"I'm sure that the Nürn guard will have at least started to drive them back." But he wasn't, especially not when he remembered how Officer Springer had been kneeling in the road. "I love you Katya. We'll get through this. Come on, we don't have far to go."
It was hard to see what was going on as they emerged into the open space before the harbour. The smoke was so thick in places that it obscured the fighting and the glare from the flames made it difficult to make out much more than the gleam of steel and the shine of wet scales. Three of the Nürn guard were squaring up against one of the creatures beside a nearby warehouse. Silus saw the short work that was made of the men - their blood arcing high up the planks of the building - and prayed that the creature didn't turn their way.
It didn't. Instead it cocked its head to one side as though it were listening to something and then loped off into the smoke.
Silus pushed Katya to the ground as the whoosh of a blade cutting through the air came perilously close. But no attacker barrelled from the smoke and he saw only a confusion of shadows as they got to their feet.
One of the shadows stumbled into Katya and Silus was just in time to block the sword that swung towards his wife. Officer Stinton glared hatred at him before he realised that what he was seeing was not one of the demons from the sea.
Silus gently lowered Stinton's blade with the flat of his palm. "Easy. Easy. We're comrades not enemies."
The guard was covered in blood but most of it was not his own. The only wound that he seemed to have sustained was a long ragged gash on his left thigh. In his eyes, however, was a look that had gone beyond battle rage and into something that Silus didn't think the guard would ever recover from. He knew that look well. His uncle was a veteran of the last war between Vos and Pontaine and he had that self-same stare.
"Officer Stinton, we need to get to the Ocean Lily." Silus said. "There's no way that Nürn can hold out against these things. If we can get to Vosburg we can come back with reinforcements."
Officer Stinton didn't seem to be listening, unable to take his eyes off Katya. "I almost killed you."
"Samuel, it's fine." Katya put a hand on his shoulder. "You didn't know. But we need you now. All three of us."
The guard looked at the mound of her belly and, seeming to realise what a fragile position Katya was in, came back to them a little.
And then there was a sudden stench and the sound of scale on stone as four sea demons stepped out of the smoke to surround them.
Running at the creature nearest to Katya, Officer Stinton swung his sword, connecting with the thing's side and carving a gash that ran with oily, black blood.
The creature staggered into one of its comrades, but its reach was long and it tore into Stinton's sword arm. Despite his wounds the guard retaliating with a cry, hacking at the creature again and again until its guts were coiling down around its legs. Finally the pain overcame him and he dropped his weapon.
Katya stepped forward to finish the beast that had attacked Officer Stinton, ducking as it made a grab for her, driving her blade up into its throat.
Silus shot her a warning glance to stay out of reach as he took down another of the creatures. He was surprised at the ease with which it fell and he wondered why the guards hadn't had more success against the sea demons. As he squared up against another of them it seemed almost reluctant to strike, instead backing towards its brethren.
They showed no such reluctance when it came to Officer Stinton.