Kraken of the Mountains

By Billy Wong

A lighthearted heroic fantasy tale featuring the indestructible female warrior known as the Iron Flower.

Legendary fighting couple Rose and Finn tackle a giant squid in the most unexpected of places. But when Rose receives an unusual injury, how will it affect their relationship?

A short story previously published in The Written Word. Takes place during the timeskip between chapters 5 and 6 of Iron Flower.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Billy Wong
• Release date: Nov 24, 2013
• ISBN: 9781310964275

Billy Wong

Billy Wong is an avid fan of heroic fantasy, with a special love for strong female warriors. He draws inspiration from the epic legends of old, and is on a quest to bring over the top deeds and larger than life heroes back to prominence in today's literary world.Billy lives in Coney Island, Brooklyn and as one can see from the picture, works as a ninja.A Chinese ninja.

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Kraken of the Mountains

by Billy Wong

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The tall yet stockily built young woman lay on her back in a spreading pool of blood, great broadsword resting forgotten in hand. Gray clouds obscured the sun, a small respite for eyes stung from crying. Wet, gasping breaths escaped loudly past cracked lips, and blood tickled her cheeks. Though frightened she might die, she felt just as flustered at the familiarity of her situation. Why did she have to end up in such a sorry state again, and how bad would her new scars be if she survived today?

She raised a shaky hand to the sword jutting from her belly and pulled. Cries of agony she knew were hers hurt her ears. The blade slid from her guts, and she half sat as her body curled involuntarily around the wound. Then she flopped back down, coughing red droplets, and closed her eyes.

A boot nudged her splayed arm, and she heard her partner's deep voice. What are you still doing down there, Rose? We won, time to go back to town and celebrate.

As worried as he certainly was for her, he did not show it except in his gaze. She hardly needed to be coddled, and he knew her well enough not to. Without moving but for the opening of her eyes, she replied in a weary tone, Three mortal wounds, Finn. That'd hurt anybody's inclination to get up. The spear in her liver she'd tried to ignore, fighting on in spite of the pain and nausea. But after receiving a sword and second spear in her gut, she felt very much like taking a nap.

Rose saw growing concern, even fear, in Finn's eyes. She tried to sit, but the spear shafts in her torso impeded her and she only managed to raise herself on her elbows. Gritting her teeth, she ripped both spears from her body. She sat up, gasping and moaning while blood and gore poured from her wounds.

Dizziness assailed her, and her vision dimmed. Damn, could this