While Drew's friends fight their way through a horde of evil creatures, Drew is busy causing mayhem amongst his goblin captors in a series of painful and often hilarious antics.
Brock Deskins is an Army veteran of over 15 years and is currently writing and pursuing a degree in computer networking. His second book, the first of an open-ended fantasy saga, should be released soon.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, like watching a tipped glass slowly roll towards the edge of a table. The fall seems to take an eternity before the inevitable crash.
Gabe lunged for the rolling bottle shouting out a long and drawn out nooooo! He did not know what would happen if the circle or the rune inside it were broken, but he did know that he definitely did not like what was happening now, and a broken circle was not likely to improve matters.
The bottle rolled over the salt and chalk circle, sloshing its contents, washing away the salt and marring the chalk. The eddy instantly became an angry azure vortex as air forced its way out of the small opening in the circle in an explosive gust.
"Everyone get back!" Drew commanded, shouting to be heard over the raging wind.
"Drew, how do you stop this thing?" Ted cried shrilly.
"I don't know! I don't know how I even started it! I think that may be in the part that's written in Latin!" he shouted back, shoving the book into the other boy's hands.
Ted tried to read the passage but the wind was flipping the pages about making it difficult to keep his place.
"Get out of here; it's tearing itself apart! Go, I'm going to try to fix the circle!" Drew insisted as he dropped to his hands and knees, crawling towards the rent in the circle with his chalk clutched firmly in his shaking hand.
Gabe reached the door first and tried to push it open, but it felt as if someone were pushing on it from the other side. The entire room was now in a vacuum, caused by the reverse pressure from the vortex trying to suck everything into itself.
"Move it, lard butt!" Chase ordered and pushed hard against the door.
The door slowly opened as Chase blocked it with his foot to keep it from slamming shut. "Everybody go, now! Drew, come on!" he called back as he braced the door open with his shoulder.
When his friend failed to answer, he chanced a quick look over his shoulder just in time to see Drew as he reached out with his chalk to try to repair the drawing. A blue filament of light snaked out, wrapped itself around his wrist, and pulled him inside the swirling vortex.
"Drew!" Chase called out as Phil and Ted grabbed him and pulled him through the door.
The door slammed hard against its frame as Chase tried to pull it back open.
"Chase, stop it, what are you doing? Where's Drew?" Felicia demanded.
Chase's face was pale and his hands were shaking. "It ate him! That portal or whatever it is sucked him through!"
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An engaging author, Brock weaves some marvelous stories with action and often humor on every page. If you enjoy books without a dull moment, these books are for you.