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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6803000" data-attributes="member: 6777052">"This is going to be difficult," mumbled BoldItalic, frowning. "I'm going to try to take out that buzzing thing before it gets really annoying. Hold off the others if you can." He moved the tip of his staff slowly around in circles while reciting the words of a spell that had a breathless quality to them. There was a shimmering in the air nearby. A whirlwind sprang up from nowhere. In the middle of the whirlwind, a creature seemed to form."What is that you are doing?" cried Clotbert."An air elemental," said BoldItalic, "It's called 'Flaaah' which means 'Hurricane' in the Auran tongue." Speaking in a whisper, he commanded Flaaah to attack the chasme that buzzed overhead. They fought. Flaaah swept up to engulf the demon and spun it upside down so that it crashed to the ground on its back. The buzzing stopped as the demon struggled to right itself, slashing feebly with its long pointed snout. Again, it was flung away, its airy nemesis engulfing it where it lay, but it rallied somehow and the elemental shed vortices and was diminished. BoldItalic winced, for this spell had been his mightiest effort and all depended on it. A howl like a storm struck the demon twice, knocking it high into the air and Flaaah pursued it still, throwing it again to the ground. The demon burst asunder and, with a despairing wail, was gone.Meanwhile, Rylnethaz had drawn Aryvelahr and stood a little apart to ward off the horned demons that were all around. One came too close and was struck down instantly as Rylnethaz called forth powers from within himself that he barely knew existed. He seemed to glow with a fierce inner light that burned away the shadows and seeing this, several of the demons fled howling. Clotbert sensed that some holy power was at work within the king and marveled. This was a side of the elf that he had not before witnessed and he made a short prayer of thanks to Myrristra.Rylnethaz advanced and fought demon after demon. Several tried to overbear him but they were poorly coordinated without the command of the chasme and he threw them off. They perished as his sword scythed through them. Soon, it was all over.In the quiet that followed, Flaaah became as gentle as an autumn breeze and playfully ruffled BoldItalic's hair. It would stay, for a while."What of the prisoners in the carriage?" asked Clotbert. "Should we release them?""They are the souls of the dead," replied Rylnethaz in judgement, "The souls of the damned. In this benighted place, to show them any form of mercy would be like imposing the most hideous form of torture upon them. We should leave them where they are. After all, there is no urgency about their plight. They have all eternity." So saying, he scanned the faces of the monstrosities in the carriage. One seemed slighter than the others, perhaps a female, perhaps an elf. He looked into her eyes, wondering what great evil she must have committed for her soul to be brought here to the abyss. There was a hopelessness there, but still a faint hint of defiance. With a shock that shook him to the core, he recognised her. It was Infántilë.</blockquote>

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