This little bit has now been cut from two books. It was was supposed to be in Penumbras, but I had to cut it because of space (I have a tight word count to which I must adhere). So, I used it in Luminescence--but, once again, I had to cut some words. So now this little scene is going to find a home on my website.
This is from a scene where the Twilight Phalanx is in a battle. One of the Phalanx members is a guy named Brighton.
"Three of the Darkhands twirled, fading into their cyclone forms and heading toward Brighton. He sneered and jumped into the air blurring into an aqua comet that shot at the cyclones. He crashed into the middle one, shaking the rocks, and sending colored showers of sparks flying. His comet exploded, and the blast knocked the second tornado into a column of rock. Brighton returned to his human form in mid-air, completed three flips, then landed with a silver crossbow in his arms. In rapid succession, he fired bolt after bolt of sizzling aqua Light into the third cyclone, peppering it with holes until it looked like a piece of evil Swiss Cheese. One more bolt pierced the cyclone, and it faded away.
"Colonel Murrell shot blast after blast of hot Light at everyone in black he could see. When one of them tried to counter-attack with a ball of black fire, Lee glared. “You just wish you could, son!” He punched the air and a fist of dusty Light smashed the ball into tiny bits of fading black flames."
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