Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop where authors post 8-10 sentences from their current, newly released, or upcoming work in progress. Still going through the first chapter of Storm of the Gods, the first book in my new and upcoming urban fantasy series (which is almost fully edited now, woo hoo!). Last time, Derek finished fighting the dracanae and notices that his brother lay unconscious on the ground. I should have clarified that in last week’s snippet: The boy lying on the ground is Derek’s brother, not a random person and not the dracanae in disguise. Sorry for any confusion! NOTE: Scene has been creatively edited to fit the sentence limit.
I got to my feet and scampered to his side, dropped my knees onto the ground––
The Berserker Rage released its hold on me. The power that had energized me before gave way to catastrophic pain.
I collapsed next to my brother, my lungs seizing so badly that I couldn’t even scream. I had no magic left. I couldn’t heal Liam or myself until I rested and recharged. That wouldn’t happen for a few long, dreadful hours.
All I could do was lie in the dirt by my unmoving brother and feel the collection of agony ripping through my body. Scorch marks on my chest, stings from the acid-spell, an oozing pulse from my side, pounding in my head and back, raw and overworked muscles.
And then, as my mind replayed everything I had done, I felt the guilt.
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