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Kassandra took the guard ax stolen from the Cyclopss den in one hand and the Leonidas spear in the other, watching, waiting for the first to move. The meanest-looking of the thugs, bald with heavy gold earrings and a leather kilt, wriggled a little. When he lurched forward, she threw up spear and ax in an X to block, but the blow sent her staggering back toward those behind. She pivoted midstride to meet the expected attack from that direction, only to see the streaking shadow of Ikaros, swooping down to claw at the eyes of the brute behind her, saving her from his wicked-looking sickle. She swung to face her next attacker, parrying then chopping the ax into his shoulder, cleaving deep and bringing a gout of black blood. The foe fell away and she saw the next coming for her. She bent her body around his sword thrust and jabbed the Leonidas spear into his face. He fell with an animal moan, his head ruptured like a melon. Two more lunged at her now. One scored her breastbone with a swipe of his spear, and the other nearly crushed her head with a heavy iron mace. Too many... and the Cyclops himself was weighing up his moment to strike the killing blow. A Spartan must have the eyes of a hunter, see everything, not just that which lies before them, Nikolaos berated her. From the edges of her vision, she saw something on the Adrestias decks: the ships spar and the rope holding it in placeone end knotted by the rail. As the two oncoming thugs screamed, she ducked, avoiding their twin strikes, and tugged the ax from the cloven chest of the first she had killed. Rising, she hurled the ax toward the ship. She did not wait to see if her aim had been good, turning to block another attack. The next thing she heard was the thunk of the ax biting through rope and into timber, the groan of wood, the roar of the Cyclops charging at her, his heavy blade tensed and ready to slice across her belly. Then the shadow of something passed overhead. The sparfreedpivoted around on the mast, the rope flailing past overhead. Kassandra leapt up to grab the brine-wet rope and clung on for dear life, just as the Cyclopss blade cut through the space she had been occupying.
ASSASSINS CREED RENAISSANCE
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSIN S CREED BRO THERHOOD
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSINS CREED THE SECRET CRU SADE
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSINS CREE D REVELATIONS
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASS INS CREED FORSAKEN
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSINS CREED BLAC K FLAG
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSINS CR EED UNITY
by Oliver Bowden
ASSASSINS CREED UNDERWORLD
by Oliver Bowden
AS SASSINS CREED ORIGI NS DESERT OATH
by Oliver Bowden
ASSAS SINS CREED ODYSSEY
by Gordon Doherty
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Ebook ISBN: 9781984803146
First Edition: October 2018
Cover art by Caroline Soucy and Helix
Map by John Gilkes
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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A big thanks to Caroline, Anthony, Anouk, Melissa, Aymar, Clmence, Stphanie-Anne, Jonathan, Miranda, Sara and Bob Schwager, and everyone at Ubisoft and Penguin for giving me this chance to immerse myself in the world of Assassins Creed. It has been a hugely enjoyable journey, and your expert guidance and support along the way have been greatly appreciated. An equally big thanks to my agent, James Wills of Watson, Little Ltd., for helping to make this adventure happen.
SPARTA
WINTER 451 B.C.
For seven summers, I carried a secret inside me. A flame, warming and true. Nobody else could see it, but I knew it was there. When I looked up to my mother and father I felt it grow brighter, and when I gazed at my baby brother I sensed its warmth in every part of me. One day, I dared to describe it to Mother. You speak of love, Kassandra, she whispered, her eyes darting as if she feared that someone might hear. But not the kind a Spartan knows. Spartans must love only the land, the state and the Gods. She squeezed my hands and made me swear her an oath: Never reveal your secret to anyone.
One winters night during a howling storm, we sat together in the hearth room of our home before a crackling fire, young Alexios in Mothers arms, me sitting by Fathers feet. Perhaps all four of us carried that same secret flame within? It comforted me to think so, at least.
And then our warm, quiet sanctuary was pierced by the sound of nails scratching upon the door.
Fathers slow, steady breathing halted. Mother clutched little Alexios to her chest and stared at the door as if she alone could see a demon standing in the shadows there.
It is time, Nikolaos, a voice like crackling parchment called from outside.
Father rose, sweeping his blood-red cloak around his muscle-bound body, his thick black beard masking any expression on his face.
Wait, just a little longer, Mother begged him, rising too and reaching up to stroke his thick, dark curls.
For what, Myrrine? he snapped, swiping her hand away. You know what must happen tonight.
With that, he swung toward the door, picking up his spear. I saw the door creak open, the chill rain scourging Father as he stepped outside. The wind groaned and thunder grumbled high above as we stepped out behind himfor he was our shield.
And then I saw them.
They faced us in a sickle-blade arc. The priests, bare-chested, wearing wreaths on their brows. The gray-robed ephorsmen more powerful even than Spartas two kingsholding torches that spat and roared in the tempest. The oldest ephors long gray hair whipped in the wind, his bald crown gleaming in the moonlight as he beheld us with bloodshot eyes, his age-long teeth serried in an unsettling smile. He turned away, wordlessly beckoning us in his wake. We followed them through the streets of Pitanamy home and one of the five sacred Spartan villagesand I was wet to my skin and freezing before we even reached the outskirts.
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