Knights Rising (el. knyga) (skaityta knyga) | Greg Carter | knygos.lt

Aprašymas

Every muscle in his body tensed the second he looked up and saw the flaming red eyes and glistening white fangs staring at him through the dark moonless night. With a powerful lunge, the beast was on him sending both of them crashing to the ground. Its steamy hot breath bellowed in his face, reeking with the stench of death as they rolled on the ground. Immense pain exploded though his left shoulder when the black devil's fangs tore through his plate armor and bored deeply into his flesh. Michael prayed he could scramble to his feet and unsheathe his sword in time. A sudden downward thrust of his arms was all he needed. He pushed his legs forward and managed to dislodge the black devil long enough to scramble to his feet. He drew his sword, then smiling he welcomed the fight. To kill the beast or die trying, he didn't care; either way an end would come.