The Tale Of Korjia
Chapter 10: An Adventurer's Pain
At long last, the group finally got moving. Fully aware of each other's abilities, they had planned out some defensive tactics. They charged the dungeon with excitement.
In the first room, an encounter with multiple elementals of many different kinds turned to an expansion of powers for Phileo and a good fun battle for everyone else. Elementals with gathered rocks for bodies; fire elementals with cyclone arms, light elementals with spinning ice shards all around their bodies; a flurry of battle exploded on the first floor. After a fight of the skilled five against well over a hundred of these beings, A much larger spinning dark cyclone of a storm-like elemental came rushing in from the next floor.
Krish: "Let me start him off!"
Krish charged, imbuing himself with the spirit of the speeding lightning bull, and horizontally slashed with his halberd, slicing right through it. Though it did injure the monster, it also became more angered. It spun around and began to attack, but Picaletta was too fast. A burning candle set at the tip of her staff became an eruption of small explosions all around the beast.
May: "THOM! JUMP CHARGE HIM!"
Thomrin responded with a powerful jump to an aerial slash position as May sent a bolt of divine light to his flangerod. He slashed downward, causing an enormous wave of light to appear right down the middle of the Fellstorm Elemental. An otherworldly scream of pain was heard, and it vanished to nonexistence. Victory belonged to Thomrin and his friends.
Krish: "THAT WAS THE MOST EXCITING THING I HAVE EVER DONE!"
Phileo: "Indeed, I haven't had a rush like that since…ever, really! And plus, think of this. Every kind of elemental you all saw out there…is now mine to command! We basically just became twice as unstoppable!"
May: "And did you see Thomrin finish that thing? These tactical plans were brilliant!"
Thomrin: "Indeed, my friends. Well, forward ho!"
The group merrily went on through the dungeon, searching for treasures and artifacts alike. On the next floor, more elementals awaited, but this time, they were all made of bones and dark energy.
Phileo: "DEATH ELEMENTALS! LET'S DO THIS!"
And so, another battle began.
Phileo: "Thom, Krish, let's mix things up a bit!"
Thomrin and Krish charged the Death elementals. Phileo began summoning the silver insect swarm across the field. Krish imbued himself with the spirit of the Soaring Iron Hawk, and grabbed Thomrin's foot as he jumped, launching him into the air while sending a silver aura over him. Thomrin summoned his own power within as well, mixing with the aura of the Iron hawk. Phileo removed the energy from his insects and sent it all to Thomrin to add power. Picaletta drew on the powers of the natural cave around them while May brought forth powers of the Caretakers, and both were sent to Thomrin.
Thomrin became a massive glowing energetic being for a short time. He landed, forcing his flangerod to the ground, thus causing a massive seismic force to go throughout the room. The next few minutes were Thomrin moving at blinding speed through a crowd of monsters as an unstoppable force of righteous atonement. His moves were incredible. Nothing could stop him. After the last Death Elemental was dead, Thomrin returned to his normal form.
The other four walked over to Thomrin; everyone was out of breath.
Phileo: "Whew…that was spectacular! What a view!"
Krish: "I get dibs on the next all-moves-at-once thing!
May: "Me after!"
Phileo: "Wait, I just realized…Damn, I didn't capture a Death Elemental!"
The group laughed together and continued to the next room. As they entered, they stared in awe at the undisturbed Fountain of Peace.
An intricate fountain with multiple designs and structures telling the history of Korjia sat in the middle of what looked like a makeshift hall of worship. Thomrin could see the four Caretakers fighting Shamael and his three other Destroyers. He could see the beasts of chaos that roamed Korjia before the Peaceful and Chaotic realms were made. In the center, he saw Death: A long black robe with a primitive humanoid skull and two long horns that came down the sides if its neck and down its chest. It held a massive scythe of intricate design and horror. It stood under a propped up bell with death symbols on it.
Thomrin: "So this is it, huh? The first of many..."
Thomrin came up to the fountain, and a spirit in the appearance of the first assassin appeared before him.
Meiterr: "Thomrin…you have already accepted the responsibility of the next prophet?"
Thomrin: "I have."
The spirit of Meiterr, the first prophet disappeared, and water began flowing. A white light came over Thomrin, and felt stronger than ever before. He had gained even more access to his powers. Also, a shard of rock with etchings on it appeared before him. Thomrin put it in his pouch, planning to check it out later.
Thomrin: "To be honest, I expected a trial of prophethood or something.
Demonic Voice: "ALLOW ME TO BE THE FIRST OF SUCH."
The group suddenly turned around to see the horrid warlock before them, Shamael.
A fight began immediately. Shamael had a large staff adorned with skulls of many kinds. His dark magic, however, was no match with the powers of the prophets, and the new Thomrin. After the battle, Shamael spoke:
Shamael: "Damn…beaten by mere children…but this is not the end!"
Shamael shot forth and struck at Thomrin, who blocked with his flangerod. A dark wave of energy went across him. He was horribly injured, and the flangerod was in pieces. Shamael disappeared in the form of a dark purple flash of energy. Thomrin lay down, bleeding heavily. He couldn't talk from the pain. He felt that this move was fatal. All he could see were his friends rushing toward him…
May: "THOM! THOM, CAN YOU HEAr Me, THOmrin…Thomrin…Thomri…to…to-
…and all faded to black…
Whoa…Holy crap…how freaking amazing is that? R&R please
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