Chapter 6
Could you make a little less noise?” Zuri practically spat the words at Jax. The pair crouched behind a cluster of boulders on a ridge as they watched a beady-eyed gnome. The creature was riding on the shoulders of a giant golem made completely of large stones. New Mexican bedrock most likely, Jax thought, though he couldn’t be entirely certain from this distance.
“What noise? I’m not making any noise,” he whispered. Jax was dressed in camouflage fatigues. He carried a pistol on his belt, as well as a large stone hammer slung across his back.
“You’re breathing too loud,” replied Zuri.
She was dressed similarly and also carried a semi-automatic weapon. Instead of a hammer, however, she carried a sheathed kris dagger. She fingered the weapon’s handle absentmindedly as she watch
