Elemental Summoner 1 by D. Levesque (best beach reads of all time TXT) 📕

Chapter Thirty-Five

“Yay!” shouts Bridget. “It worked!”

“What did you do?” I ask her in amazement.

“I connected to you and sort of moved your, hmm. Not sure what you call it. But what makes you, you?” Bridget says with a frown.

“Soul?” I offer her.

“Yes! Soul. That fits perfectly. I connected your soul to that energy. And let me tell you, that was hard. It felt like it was trying to fight me. At one point I had to use some of your power to keep it in place. Then I used some more of your power to punch a hole into that energy shield so I could get into it. And when I did, you got that message. Damn, those are amazing spells!” she says excitedly.

This is the first time that I have actual spells, not just using my English as the trigger. These are genuine spells! Level ten? Wait. Does that relate to how many Blessing Tokens I have? I have ten of them, so I gained level ten spells? Does that mean I will get more later?

“Hello!” Leeha says impatiently. “I don’t know what is going on,” she continues with a pout. “I want in!”

I laugh at her, grab her, and bring her into a three-way hug, with her in between me and Bridget, who is still in my lap. I bend down and kiss Leeha and then kiss Bridget. Or more like Bridget kisses me as she grabs my head up and brings it to her lips.

“That’s fucking gross,” I hear.

All three of us look over at the archer, and he has a look of disgust on his face. He is still tied down to the ground with the vines. We all three glare at him. Fucking ass.

“Time to see if that fucking collar works,” I say with a growl.

“Oh, I am all for that,” Bridget says, handing me the copper collar. Where the fuck was she storing that? She grins at my look and says, “I’m an Elemental. I just stored it inside me.”

I look at the copper collar and it’s not much to look at, but I can see that it’s one piece—no markings for where it would open. It’s about half an inch wide, and it’s thin, about the thickness of a piece of cardboard. I try to see how pliable it is, as it’s copper, but it doesn’t budge at all. Isn’t copper supposed to be soft? Or was that gold? I think that’s gold. What the fuck do I know? I ain’t no metallurgist.

“Right. Now then. How do I open it? To put it on him, I mean?”

“Just tell it to open, and it will,” Bridget offers.

“Open,” I say, but nothing happens.

“In English,” she says with a laugh.

“English?” I ask her with a raised eyebrow.

“The Elemental inside needs magical commands, and that is English,” she nods.

Shrugging, I say, “Open,” and the collar snaps open.

I look at it and I’m now able to pry it open, almost like it was always meant to do that. I open it all the way, and I see that ends open by pulling away from each other, and when it’s fully open, it’s like a W. I look up at the archer and grin at him, but I guess my grin is scary since he starts to struggle, to no avail.

“Now, Mig, was it? I think Tiggy said your name was Mig. Well, Mig. Today is your lucky day,” I tell him, and I notice that I am talking to him in Prithgarian.

“Get away from me, you Elf fucker!” he growls menacingly, but I see there is fear behind the anger.

Knowing that he will try to spit at me, I walk around him in a wide circle. He continues to try to struggle, but the vines are holding him fast. He can move his head, but I make sure to come at him from right behind him, and since he can’t move his shoulders, his movements are limited. Once I’m standing right behind him, I place the collar around his neck and say, “Close.” The collar follows my command and closes with a snicking sound.

“What did you do? What is this thing!” he screams. “Get it off of me!” He is really trying to get out of his bonds now.

I take my time and walk back around him until I am standing in front of him again, about six feet away, with the two girls next to me. Once I get there, I watch him thrash back and forth. There are tears in his eyes, and I am sure if I was to let him go right now, he would attack us.

“Bridget,” I say to her in Elvish, turning towards her. “Is there a way to shock him using that collar?”

“Shock?” she asks me with a frown.

“Yes, like send a small bit of pain through the collar to him. Right now, if I let him go, I am sure he will be violent. In my world, we have things called shock collars. They put a bit of electricity through it, which causes the muscles to seize up.”

Bridget shakes her head. “Not really. I mean, the Fire Elemental is in the collar, so it could heat up the collar, but it might leave him with burn scars.”

“What about adding a Mind Elemental into it?” I ask her.

“Mind Elemental?”

“Yeah, I could have it use Sleep on him like I once did with Leeha. Or better yet, paralyze. So he can be awake and understand me, but can’t move?”

“Hmm. I would need you to command it, as it would take a good amount of power,” Bridget says thoughtfully. “Wait, you used Sleep on Leeha?” she asks, looking between Leeha and me in surprise.

“Yeah,” I tell her with a laugh. “It was when we first met, and I needed her to sleep so I could run away.”

“You ran away from her,” Bridget says disbelievingly. “But why!”

“Because she was trying to kill me,” I tell her