TITLE: BLOOD OF THE GODS
GENRE: Urban Fantasy
This was their meeting place: twenty five marble windows gathered in a circle, connected and supported by twenty five marble latticed beams. Only the leader stood between the bright white, stone walls now. He glanced at each image carved below the arched frames as a strange, cold fear crept into him.
The wind hissed as another arrived and it left the leader chilled further for he knew the news would not be good.
He did not turn, only spoke. "Why must you always use the wind, Akakios? It is not your purpose here. Find the water Haurvatat left, and use it."
"I find freedom with the wind that I do not feel with water."
"Yes. You must practice water with me again." The leader inclined his head and Akakios' deep voice continued. "Our enemy moves with purpose."
"What is he after...and he is our comrade, not our enemy, Akakios."
"I am uncertain of his plan, but we can be assured that it complicates our stay here. Furthermore, if it is sinister, as is seems, does that not make him our enemy?"
"Perhaps. What is he doing, beyond the normal?"
"He torments many lands."
"Is it time to step in and enforce the covenants?" The leader wondered aloud.
Akakios remained silent.
"Have Selene keep an eye on it; she knows him best and can use the wind for stealth. Also, Akakios, I have my eye on the two of you. You cannot break your bond to her, my brother, or there will be... repercussions."