Eric R. Asher This Broken World Book Release

Eric R. Asher This Broken World Book Release

Vesik,
Book 4

Eric R. Asher This Broken World Book Release. An ocean
of darkness lives in the journal of Philip Pinkerton. Ancient things with no
place in our world are rising from the Abyss. Ezekiel, the arrogant, mad god
has called us into battle. Does he think we can't touch him, or does he know we
can't? I wish I knew. The world’s only hope lies in a forgotten weapon, the
strength of our allies, and one necromancer of questionable ancestry. Yeah,
this is going to end well.

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“When did you learn to scale an
incantation without a modifier?” the Old Man asked. His tone was full of humor.
He wasn’t expecting an actual answer. He already knew the damned answer.

“I …” I stared at the frozen earth,
speechless.

“You didn’t use a modifier, and yet
you clearly used a minas art.”

I looked up at him with wide eyes. “I
could have turned this entire field into an ice rink.”

“And yet, here we are.”

“Crazy old bastard,” Dell muttered as
he stretched out on the rock again. “He could have killed us all.”

“Have you ever seen your master do
that?” the Old Man asked.

“No,” I said. “You and Ezekiel and
Edgar are the only people I’ve seen use non-verbal incantations.”

“You still spoke, but you
internalized the modifier. Even that could be enough to give you an advantage
in a close contest. And the sword.” He nodded at the blade.

I let it collapse in on itself and
stared at the old hilt.

“Admittedly,” the Old Man said, “that
is not likely to damage a demon to a significant degree. There are still times
where a soulsword is your best bet. I would suggest using someone else’s soul
for that.”

“That’s the path of a dark
necromancer,” I said.

“That is the path of a man who
survives.”

Eric is a former bookseller, guitarist, and
comic seller currently living in Saint Louis, Missouri. A lifelong enthusiast
of books, music, toys, and games, he discovered a love for the written word
after being dragged to the library by his parents at a young age. When he is
not writing, you can usually find him reading, gaming, or buried beneath a
small avalanche of Transformers.