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<blockquote data-quote="Morpheus Kenlor" data-source="post: 36968" data-attributes="member: 824"><p><strong>Show of Strength.</strong></p><p></p><p>I tried to protect myself with my shield but the frigid blast smashed me into a large strewn boulder. Unlike myself, Le Fay had jumped well clear of the dragon’s icy breath. As she looked at the approaching beast, two blades started to materialize in her hands and when the dragon flew by, she hurled the two deadly knifes at him. They soared, spinning through the air, straight at the beast with uncanny accuracy. They both struck him just under his right wing, but no sooner did white blood gush from the deep wound or Cyric’s Dark Blades had already returned to the hands of the Mistress. I wanted to stand up, but I suddenly felt the earth shaking beneath me. The snow shuffled back and forth. What’s happ…the giants. I stood up and turned around and I saw that they were charging at us, bellowing orders and war-cries. The gnolls, too, were sprinting at us, laughing hideously. I gritted my teeth and looked down at my black sword with its red hue. </p><p></p><p><em>It’s time…Godsbane.</em> </p><p></p><p>I looked at Krunk and than at Bob who was trying to summon up some kind of protection. Then I looked back at the giants. </p><p></p><p>“Kruuunk!!!! Wipe them out!” </p><p></p><p>The barbarian complied without hesitating, holding his crystal axe up high and yelling out a cry for battle while charging the giants. Suddenly, a shadowy wave fell over the battlefield and kept pulsating, wave after wave. Bob’s spell was complete. It made everything so clear, I could see everything, hear everything. As soon as Bob was done, he threw a small flask to the barbarian, who was passing him by. </p><p></p><p>“Catch!” </p><p></p><p>Krunk looked at the flask and a vicious smile grew on his face when he gulped it down, still charging. His strides seemed longer and higher until the he came to a rock, stepped on it and pushed himself off into the air, straight at one of the giant’s head. I wanted to summon the divine power of Cyric, but a large shadow on the ground kept on getting bigger and bigger, and I don’t mean Bob’s protection. I tried to jump out of the way but it was useless. The dragon would have no doubt crushed me under his massive body if it wasn’t for my magic armour. But I was still stuck under his immense body. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t see what was going on on the battlefield. I could only hear sounds. </p><p>Screams. </p><p>Cries. </p><p>I could hear Bob cursing the foul dragon, trying to muster up some kind of attack. </p><p>I could hear the clang of weapons against armour, the screams of the dying. </p><p>My breathing became heavy and frantic. With all these sounds came old memories. </p><p>My father. </p><p>My mother. </p><p>The quest. </p><p>I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to let it out. I summoned my most powerful spell. My arm became a shadow and I slowly pushed it into the dragon. I could feel with my fist his cold blood rushing through his veins and then I opened my fist…</p><p>and let it out.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Morpheus Kenlor, post: 36968, member: 824"] [b]Show of Strength.[/b] I tried to protect myself with my shield but the frigid blast smashed me into a large strewn boulder. Unlike myself, Le Fay had jumped well clear of the dragon’s icy breath. As she looked at the approaching beast, two blades started to materialize in her hands and when the dragon flew by, she hurled the two deadly knifes at him. They soared, spinning through the air, straight at the beast with uncanny accuracy. They both struck him just under his right wing, but no sooner did white blood gush from the deep wound or Cyric’s Dark Blades had already returned to the hands of the Mistress. I wanted to stand up, but I suddenly felt the earth shaking beneath me. The snow shuffled back and forth. What’s happ…the giants. I stood up and turned around and I saw that they were charging at us, bellowing orders and war-cries. The gnolls, too, were sprinting at us, laughing hideously. I gritted my teeth and looked down at my black sword with its red hue. [i]It’s time…Godsbane.[/i] I looked at Krunk and than at Bob who was trying to summon up some kind of protection. Then I looked back at the giants. “Kruuunk!!!! Wipe them out!” The barbarian complied without hesitating, holding his crystal axe up high and yelling out a cry for battle while charging the giants. Suddenly, a shadowy wave fell over the battlefield and kept pulsating, wave after wave. Bob’s spell was complete. It made everything so clear, I could see everything, hear everything. As soon as Bob was done, he threw a small flask to the barbarian, who was passing him by. “Catch!” Krunk looked at the flask and a vicious smile grew on his face when he gulped it down, still charging. His strides seemed longer and higher until the he came to a rock, stepped on it and pushed himself off into the air, straight at one of the giant’s head. I wanted to summon the divine power of Cyric, but a large shadow on the ground kept on getting bigger and bigger, and I don’t mean Bob’s protection. I tried to jump out of the way but it was useless. The dragon would have no doubt crushed me under his massive body if it wasn’t for my magic armour. But I was still stuck under his immense body. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t see what was going on on the battlefield. I could only hear sounds. Screams. Cries. I could hear Bob cursing the foul dragon, trying to muster up some kind of attack. I could hear the clang of weapons against armour, the screams of the dying. My breathing became heavy and frantic. With all these sounds came old memories. My father. My mother. The quest. I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to let it out. I summoned my most powerful spell. My arm became a shadow and I slowly pushed it into the dragon. I could feel with my fist his cold blood rushing through his veins and then I opened my fist… and let it out. [/QUOTE]
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