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.He whistled; a high, sharp, andunpleasant sound.The air stirred overhead and she heard the ugly flap of leathery wings.With a little cry, shetried to break away, but Valentine was too strong.The wings settled around them both and then they wererising into the air together, Valentine holding her in his arms, as if he really were her father.Jace had thought he and Luke would be dead by now.He wasn't sure why they weren't.The deck of the shipwas slippery with blood.He was covered in filth.Even his hair was lank and sticky withCreate PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) ichor, and his eyesstung with blood and sweat.There was a deep cut along the top of his right arm, and no time to carvea Healing rune into the skin.Every time he lifted the arm, a searing pain shot through his side.They hadmanaged to wedge themselves into a recess in the metal wall of the ship, and they fought from this shelter asthe demons lurched at them.Jace had used both his chakhrams and was down to his last seraph blade and thedagger he'd taken from Isabelle.It wasn't much-he wouldn't have gone out to face only a few demons thispoorly armed, and now he was facing a horde.He ought to be frightened, he knew, but he felt almost nothingat all- only a disgust for the demons, who did not belong in this world, and rage at Valentine, who hadsummoned them here.Distantly, he knew his lack of fear wasn't entirely a good thing.He wasn't even afraid ofhow much blood he was losing from his arm.A spider demon scuttled toward Jace, chittering and jettingyellow poison.He ducked away, not quite fast enough to keep a few drops of the poison from splattering hisshirt.It hissed as it ate through the material; he felt the sting as it burned his skin like a dozen tiny superheatedneedles.The spider demon clicked in satisfaction, and sprayed another jet of poison.Jace ducked and thevenom hit an Oni demon coming toward him from the side; the Oni screamed in agony and thrashed its way tothe spider demon, claws extended.The two grappled together, rolling across the deck.The surroundingdemons surged away from the spilled poison, which made a barrier between them and the Shadowhunter.Jacetook advantage of the momentary breather to turn to Luke beside him.Luke was almost unrecognizable.Hisears rose to sharp, wolfish points; his lips were pulled back from his snarling muzzle in a permanent rictus, his clawed hands black with demon ichor."We should go for therailings." Luke's voice was half a growl."Get off the ship.We can't kill them all.Maybe Magnus-" "I don'tthink we're doing so badly." Jace twirled his seraph blade-which was a bad idea; his hand was wet with bloodand the blade almost slipped out of his grasp."All things considered." Luke made a noise that might have beena snarl or a laugh, or a combination of both.Then something huge and shapeless fell out of the sky, knockingthem both to the ground.Jace hit the ground hard, his seraph blade flying out of his hand.Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) It struck the deck,skittered across the metal surface, and slid over the edge of the boat, out of sight.Jace swore and staggered tohis feet.The thing that had landed on them was an Oni demon.It was unusually big for its kind-not to mentionunusually smart to have thought of climbing up onto the roof and dropping down on them from above.It wassitting on top of Luke now, slashing at him with the sharp tusks that sprouted from its forehead.Luke wasdefending himself as best he could with his own claws, but he was already drenched in blood; his kindjal lay afoot away from him on the deck.Luke grabbed for it and the Oni seized one of his legs in a spade like hand,bringing the leg down like a tree branch over its knee.Jace heard the bone break with a snap as Luke cried out.Jace dived for the kindjal, grabbed it, and rolled to his feet, flinging the dagger hard at the back of the Onidemon's neck.It sliced through with enough force to decapitate the creature, which sagged forward, blackblood gushing from its neck stump.Amoment later it was gone.The kindjal thumped to the deck beside Luke.Jace ran to him and knelt down."Your leg-" "It's broken." Luke struggled into a sitting position.His face twisted in pain."But you heal fast."Luke looked around, his face grim.The Oni might have been dead, but the other demons had learned from itsexample.They were swarming up onto the roof.Jace couldn't tell, in the dim moonlight, how many of themthere were-dozens? Hundreds? After a certain number it didn't matter anymore.Luke closed his hand aroundthe hilt of the kindjal."Not fast enough." Jace drew Isabelle's dagger from his belt.It was the last of hisweapons and it seemed suddenly and pitifully small.A sharp emotion pierced him-not fear, he was stillbeyond that, but sorrow.He saw Alec and Isabelle as if they were standing in front of him, smiling at him, andthen he saw Clary with her arms out as if she were welcoming him home.He rose to his feet just as they fellfrom the roof in a wave, a shadow tide blotting out the moon.Jace moved to try to block Luke, but it was nouse; the demons were all around.One reared up in front of him.It was a six-foot skeleton, grinning withbroken teeth.Scraps of brightly colored Tibetan prayer flags hung from its rotting bones.It gripped a katanasword in a bony hand, which was unusual-most demons didn't arm themselves.The blade,Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) inscribed with demonic runes, was longer than Jace's arm, curling and sharp and deadly.Jace flung thedagger.It struck the demon's bony rib cage and stuck there.The demon barely seemed to notice; it only keptmoving, inexorable as death.The air around it stank of death and graveyards.It raised the katana in a clawedhand- A gray shadow cut the darkness in front of Jace, a shadow that moved with a whirling, precise, anddeadly motion.The downward swing of the katana met with the grinding screech of metal on metal; theshadowy figure thrust the katana back at the demon, stabbing upward with the other hand with a swiftness thatJace's eye could barely follow [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He whistled; a high, sharp, andunpleasant sound.The air stirred overhead and she heard the ugly flap of leathery wings.With a little cry, shetried to break away, but Valentine was too strong.The wings settled around them both and then they wererising into the air together, Valentine holding her in his arms, as if he really were her father.Jace had thought he and Luke would be dead by now.He wasn't sure why they weren't.The deck of the shipwas slippery with blood.He was covered in filth.Even his hair was lank and sticky withCreate PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) ichor, and his eyesstung with blood and sweat.There was a deep cut along the top of his right arm, and no time to carvea Healing rune into the skin.Every time he lifted the arm, a searing pain shot through his side.They hadmanaged to wedge themselves into a recess in the metal wall of the ship, and they fought from this shelter asthe demons lurched at them.Jace had used both his chakhrams and was down to his last seraph blade and thedagger he'd taken from Isabelle.It wasn't much-he wouldn't have gone out to face only a few demons thispoorly armed, and now he was facing a horde.He ought to be frightened, he knew, but he felt almost nothingat all- only a disgust for the demons, who did not belong in this world, and rage at Valentine, who hadsummoned them here.Distantly, he knew his lack of fear wasn't entirely a good thing.He wasn't even afraid ofhow much blood he was losing from his arm.A spider demon scuttled toward Jace, chittering and jettingyellow poison.He ducked away, not quite fast enough to keep a few drops of the poison from splattering hisshirt.It hissed as it ate through the material; he felt the sting as it burned his skin like a dozen tiny superheatedneedles.The spider demon clicked in satisfaction, and sprayed another jet of poison.Jace ducked and thevenom hit an Oni demon coming toward him from the side; the Oni screamed in agony and thrashed its way tothe spider demon, claws extended.The two grappled together, rolling across the deck.The surroundingdemons surged away from the spilled poison, which made a barrier between them and the Shadowhunter.Jacetook advantage of the momentary breather to turn to Luke beside him.Luke was almost unrecognizable.Hisears rose to sharp, wolfish points; his lips were pulled back from his snarling muzzle in a permanent rictus, his clawed hands black with demon ichor."We should go for therailings." Luke's voice was half a growl."Get off the ship.We can't kill them all.Maybe Magnus-" "I don'tthink we're doing so badly." Jace twirled his seraph blade-which was a bad idea; his hand was wet with bloodand the blade almost slipped out of his grasp."All things considered." Luke made a noise that might have beena snarl or a laugh, or a combination of both.Then something huge and shapeless fell out of the sky, knockingthem both to the ground.Jace hit the ground hard, his seraph blade flying out of his hand.Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) It struck the deck,skittered across the metal surface, and slid over the edge of the boat, out of sight.Jace swore and staggered tohis feet.The thing that had landed on them was an Oni demon.It was unusually big for its kind-not to mentionunusually smart to have thought of climbing up onto the roof and dropping down on them from above.It wassitting on top of Luke now, slashing at him with the sharp tusks that sprouted from its forehead.Luke wasdefending himself as best he could with his own claws, but he was already drenched in blood; his kindjal lay afoot away from him on the deck.Luke grabbed for it and the Oni seized one of his legs in a spade like hand,bringing the leg down like a tree branch over its knee.Jace heard the bone break with a snap as Luke cried out.Jace dived for the kindjal, grabbed it, and rolled to his feet, flinging the dagger hard at the back of the Onidemon's neck.It sliced through with enough force to decapitate the creature, which sagged forward, blackblood gushing from its neck stump.Amoment later it was gone.The kindjal thumped to the deck beside Luke.Jace ran to him and knelt down."Your leg-" "It's broken." Luke struggled into a sitting position.His face twisted in pain."But you heal fast."Luke looked around, his face grim.The Oni might have been dead, but the other demons had learned from itsexample.They were swarming up onto the roof.Jace couldn't tell, in the dim moonlight, how many of themthere were-dozens? Hundreds? After a certain number it didn't matter anymore.Luke closed his hand aroundthe hilt of the kindjal."Not fast enough." Jace drew Isabelle's dagger from his belt.It was the last of hisweapons and it seemed suddenly and pitifully small.A sharp emotion pierced him-not fear, he was stillbeyond that, but sorrow.He saw Alec and Isabelle as if they were standing in front of him, smiling at him, andthen he saw Clary with her arms out as if she were welcoming him home.He rose to his feet just as they fellfrom the roof in a wave, a shadow tide blotting out the moon.Jace moved to try to block Luke, but it was nouse; the demons were all around.One reared up in front of him.It was a six-foot skeleton, grinning withbroken teeth.Scraps of brightly colored Tibetan prayer flags hung from its rotting bones.It gripped a katanasword in a bony hand, which was unusual-most demons didn't arm themselves.The blade,Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer (http://www.novapdf.com) inscribed with demonic runes, was longer than Jace's arm, curling and sharp and deadly.Jace flung thedagger.It struck the demon's bony rib cage and stuck there.The demon barely seemed to notice; it only keptmoving, inexorable as death.The air around it stank of death and graveyards.It raised the katana in a clawedhand- A gray shadow cut the darkness in front of Jace, a shadow that moved with a whirling, precise, anddeadly motion.The downward swing of the katana met with the grinding screech of metal on metal; theshadowy figure thrust the katana back at the demon, stabbing upward with the other hand with a swiftness thatJace's eye could barely follow [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]