The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants

Turn The Wheel

“Yeah, they’re more machines than people,” Ueda said. “Only turned for brute strength.”

“Has Lexy done all of this?” Francel asked.

“We think so,” Rachael replied. “Where’s your bathroom?”

“Down there,” Francel said and pointed.

“And the elf?”

“Passed out.”

“Damn it. I take it Bosy drained him for the power transfer.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, then I guess you’re about to become a donor, wolf, because if Bosy doesn’t get blood in him, he’s going to die.”

Francel took a deep breath, but followed her down the hall.

“Trust me. Bosy isn’t going to like it either. Werewolf blood is gross.”

Rachael set Bosy in the tub. She finished ripping the tattered clothes off the battered body.

“Wimer Aslix is going to be pissed,” Francel said. “That was his favorite jacket. Cost him three hundred dollars.”

Rachael turned the shower on. The water swirled pink down the drain.

“God, they really chewed him to pieces,” she said. “We’re lucky we got to him when we did.”

“He’ll be alright?” Francel asked.

Bosy’s whole