Weaponized Coffee (Loot Sisters #9)

I’ve already hit the ground before Aries launches into the air. The dragons’ frenzied departure stirs the soil, eddies of red rising to surround us. As I draw my daggers, a horn stabs past my head — clearly, my unicorn’s unhappy about the blinding dust-storm.

There. A scrawny form rises from behind the rocks, blood-red spikes jutting from throat and knobbly head. 

“Bloody demons.” I hear a rasp as Rach draws her sword.

Rustling sounds as Felicia digs through her stuff-filled bags. “Sun bombs? No. Percolator?”

“Percolator?” I whip my head in her direction. “Going to coffee them to death?”

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The 9th installment of Loot Sisters, my dungeon crawler story. Written for The Prediction. This week’s challenge words were scrawny, soil, and stuff.

Previous episodes in order include Dungeon Crawl (1), A Matter of Trust (2), Thank You, Erd (3), Questing for Quests (4), To Hunt for Loot (5), Divining a Direction (6), It’s Safer to Rent a Unicorn (7), and Thirsty (8)