Seven Stones: Part Thirty
Previously on Seven Stones: After a night spent shivering in the forest, the three arrive at the insects’ lair. A tall metal tower juts from the centre of a clearing and people of all ages wheel carts of some material to a smelter. Kobb manages to capture one of the workers. Before he can drag her to the others, a possessed man notices her abandoned cart.
The snow soaked through Kobb’s trousers, making his joints ache. He didn’t want to harm either of the villagers, but he wouldn’t be able to rescue anyone if the alarm were raised. No one else was close, for the moment. If he kept the woman silent long enough to use his Courser, he’d only have to kill one of them… hopefully.
The second worker halted, peering at the cart.
Kobb rolled more of his bodyweight onto his right side until the strain on his left arm from the woman’s struggling became almost unbearable. Torso broader than his prisoner, his shoulder bore on her arm, pressing it harder against the ground.
Twisting his head, he peered down. The gap between them should be wide enough for him to get his hand in, but he’d need to let go of her arm briefly; which meant he didn’t have time for a second attempt. Phantom pain rising at the expectation of what he needed to do, he returned his focus to the man.
