THE ENDWORLD SERIES
by David Robbins
ENDWORLD #24 NEW ORLEAN RUN
NEW ORLEANS RUN
Answering a distress call sent by a resistance movement, Blade and the Bravo Triad went to help them and ended up stepping into an ambush. But the trap hadn't been made that could hold Blade when he was angry. He and the hybrids would be damned if they'd leave New Orleans before they smashed the serpent god's altar to rubble.
The living nightmare slid slowly toward the man in black, its dark, obsidian eyes reflecting its soul-less nature.
Henri Petion performed a sweeping, obsequious bow.
"Lord Damballah, I am yours to command! Do with me as you will." He straightened, his arms at his sides.
The Snake God acknowledged the request.
Suddenly sweeping forward, the black serpent's enormous head darted at the expectant human, its maw opening wide enough to accomodate a horse. Exhibiting
lightning rapidity, striking before Petion could utter a single sound, the snake snapped its mouth shut over its prey, then reared back.
Blade felt revulsion at the ghastly sight. He could see Petion's ankles and feet jutting from between the reptile's lips, the black shoes kicking and twisting, and then the snaked tilted its head upward, gulped and swallowed.
Petion's feet disappeared.