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    Mage Hunter: Episode 3: Bared Blades
    Mage Hunter: Episode 3: Bared Blades
    Mage Hunter: Episode 3: Bared Blades
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    Mage Hunter: Episode 3: Bared Blades

    By Ty Johnston

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    Finding his fate entwined with magic, Sergeant Guthrie Hackett escapes the barbaric Dartague once more and returns to Captain Werner's militia camp to discover a forward branch of the Ursian military has arrived in readiness for a thrust against the barbarian attackers. With the army are two mage hunters, knights of the Holy Order of the Gauntlet, their mission to hunt down and slay the wyrd woman who leads the Dartague.

    With Guthrie ordered to lead the way, the knights trek into the Dartague mountains and head for the wyrd woman's encampment. What they eventually discover is a new figure behind the scenes, one who has the potential to make matters more complex and much worse for the Ursians.

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    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTy Johnston
    Release dateOct 5, 2012
    ISBN9781301258031
    Mage Hunter: Episode 3: Bared Blades
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    Ty Johnston

    Originally from Kentucky, Ty Johnston is a former newspaper journalist. He lives in North Carolina with loving memories of his late wife.Blog: tyjohnston.blogspot.com

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      Mage Hunter - Ty Johnston

      MAGE HUNTER

      Part III of V: Bared Blades

      by Ty Johnston

      Copyright 2012

      visit the author’s website: tyjohnston.blogspot.com

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      1,913 years After Ashal (A.A.)

      Chapter 1

      A dozen howling barbarians charging through the tent flap, walls of stone reaching up hundreds of feet all around, there was nowhere for Sergeant Guthrie Hackett to escape. He stood alone, his only comrade the wounded Captain Werner unconscious on the tent’s floor behind him.

      At least the sergeant had a loaded crossbow in his hands.

      He tugged on the bar below the bow, the arrow barreling across the short distance to nail the first of the Dartague in the chest. The struck warrior continued to howl, but he dropped to the ground slowing his comrade’s forward momentum for a moment as the next barbarian in line paused before jumping over the downed man.

      Letting his crossbow fall to the dirt floor, Guthrie yanked out his iron-headed mace. For a moment his eyes flashed to the small fires he had started by smashing several of the tent’s hanging oil lamps, but already the tiny blazes were going dim, barely noticed by the barbarians. Guthrie wished then he had more fire, more flame, a wall that was a conflagration large enough to drive away his foes.

      It was but a fleeting thought.

      Then, as the closest Dartague screamed rage and lifted his sword for a swing that could not miss in the confines of the tent, a golden light appeared at the edges of the sergeant’s vision. Guthrie had but a moment to ponder this sight, the aura familiar to him as a sign of magic, then an unseen explosion in the air knocked the sergeant back and off his feet.

      For a moment Guthrie could not see anything, his eyes closed as he smashed against the Dartague throne made of tree limbs, crashing into the seat of power, his weight crunching into the twigs and nearly ruining the chair. When he opened his eyes, he found he was half seated on the throne, one arm stretched around a limb of the chair, his bottom barely in the seat and his legs splayed out in front of him. Where his mace had flown, he did not know.

      More miraculous was the sight before him. There was a golden, glowing wall of fire as tall and wide as a man rolling away from him, the flames eating away at the walls of the tent, charring black the long table and the chairs in the center of the room, and more importantly burning the flesh and leathers and furs of the Dartague warriors.

      The Dartague screamed and shouted as they rushed back the way they had come, sprawling over one another in a bid to escape out the tent’s open flap. Then the flap itself was enveloped, the whole front of the tent a wall of flame now. From outside the barbarians continued their screeching, the stompings of their boots telling Guthrie those men were fleeing.

      The only Dartague left behind was the man Guthrie had hit with the arrow. The barbarian was dead, the arrow sticking from the chest of the figure curled on the ground and burnt black and crisp. Even the dead man’s fur coat had been burned away, showing beneath flesh the color of coal and soot.

      Guthrie shuddered at the sight, then watched as the wall of fire changed direction, flowing out the tent’s opening now expanding as flame ate away at its edges. The wall continued to roll on into the night. Enough of the tent had fallen away that Guthrie could now see outside, and what he saw was the wall of fire chasing after the fleeing warriors. He almost laughed at such a scene.

      Then he remembered his dropped mace and the wounded captain behind the throne.

      Jumping to his feet, Guthrie shifted around behind the seat of tree branches. Werner lay unmoving where the sergeant had found him.

      Turning back to look along the length of the tent, Guthrie realized he did not have much time to act. The wall of flame itself had moved on, disappearing down the path that led to the valley below where the Dartague were encamped, but fire was still tearing away at the tent. Already nearly all the front wall was gone and the roof was taking an awful heating. Drops of flame were falling here and there, and Guthrie expected that to grow worse as the roof of animal hides continued to burn. He had to get himself and Werner out before the whole place burned down on top of them.

      Glancing around he spotted his mace near the table. Grabbing it and sliding it into the loop on his belt, he returned to the

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