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Chapter Ten
Zinin stood facing his brother, a grin on his face. He pointed his sword slightly forwards, and charged towards the older boy. Before making it towards his opponent, however, he turned sharply to the right, getting behind him. He slashed to the side, but it was barely blocked. Kalirn whirled around to face him, stabbing forwards with his sword at the same time. Zinin knocked the sword aside right before it would have hit him in the chest. Instead, it only scraped his side.
The two boys continued to fight for about half an hour, until finally Zinin managed to hit Kalirn on the top of his head with a rock which he had hurled. Kalirn fell down, but slowly stood back up. Meanwhile, Zinin rushed over and slammed the hilt of his sword down onto Kalirn's head. The older boy stood up, and grabbed his sword with both hands. He brought it above his head, and then down. The side of the blade hit Zinin's leg as he scrambled to get away, making it go numb. He made no sound, but rolled out of the way before Kalirn could get in another attack. Suddenly, Phobos appeared and red energy flowed into Zinin's leg. He stood back up on both legs, and charged towards Kalirn, his sword swinging quickly. Kalirn tried to move out of the way, but wasn't quite in time. The sword cut his arm, but barely affected him. Zinin grinned, continuing with several more attacks. Before long, Kalirn was lying unconcious on the ground.
"Look at the sword I got!" exclaimed Zinin, after he had claimed his prize for winning Collosso. Kalirn looked up from his position in a bed, and muttered. Zinin grinned, holding up the sword. It was fairly thin, and not too terribly long, although a bit to big for the small boy. The hilt was a light silver, and the blade pure white. A tiny emerald sat on the hilt, glowing a bright green. Zinin slowly swung it through the air and grinned. He sheathed it in a new sheath, which he had also won. It was mostly black, except a dark green band at the top, and a silver tip. Along with these prizes, he had also won a thousand coins. With these he planned to buy a pair of new clothes.
Zinin walked out of the shop and headed towards the inn. He had purchased a dark green tunic, and some brown leather boots. He had already put on the boots, and was carrying his old ones. When he made it to his room, he changed his clothes and put his old ones into a small sack he always carried. After that, he lay down on his bed and fell quickly asleep.
The next day, when Zinin was walking around the city of Tolbi, he thought he heard voices behind him. When he turned, he didn't see anything. He continued onwards, but again thought he heard voices. He whirled around again, drawing his sword. This time, he saw a figure wearing a black robe. At first, Zinin thought it was Xulkar, but then he realized that this person was shorter. As he was about to ask who the figure was, a sword appeared in each of the other's hands. It came towards him, and said in a low voice, "Are you the son of Kyle and Dora?" Zinin shrugged slightly, and asked, "Why do you want to know?" The dark man replied, "To be honest, I have come to kill you, before you can grow strong enough to defeat my lord Xulkar. There is no danger in telling you this, as you will not survive." With this, he snapped his fingers, and twelve more similar men appeared out of nowhere. Swords appeared in their hands, and they approached slowly. The first one, which seemed to be the leader, waved an arm at the others. They formed a circle around him, and each one raised their swords. Just as they were about to bring them down, a loud shout stopped them. They turned their attention to the source of the shout. Gaolik and Kalirn rushed forwards, swords drawn. The leader of them snarled, and said, "So, you wish to die as well? Alright, then." He waved his arm in a different way, and seven of his followers turned towards Gaolik and Kalirn. During this time, Zinin was able to get away and join Gaolik and Kalirn. Gaolik threw a sheat of ice onto the group of men, but several of them threw bolts of fire towards it, melting it instantly. The warm water fell down onto them, and several of the black men moaned. One man whistled, and thirteen horses rode up. Four men mounted horses, and rode off. The remaining nine turned back to their opponents, their swords in defensive positions. The leader pointed his swords towards each other, and a fireball appeared between them. With a shout he hurled it forwards. It struck the ground and exploded, knocking all three of the friends to the ground. They quickly stood back up, and Zinin rushed forwards. He stabbed one of black men, who stumbled quickly towards his horse afterwards. Zinin grinned in response to this, and rushed towards another one, which happened to be a bit away from the rest of them. This time, however he met some resistance. Meanwhile, Kalirn and Gaolik were raining down psynergy on the other seven, and attempting to defend themselves as well as they could with psynergetic shields. Before long, however the shields were broken down, and Kalirn and Gaolik weekening. Zinin finally managed to strike the a blow to the head of the one he was fighting, and rushed back to help Gaolik and Kalirn. The man he had hit roared in anger, before riding away on his horse. Zinin glanced around, catching sight of a large nearby tree. By this time the seven others were beginning to approach cautiously, and so with a shout he shot electricity towards the tree. With a crack, it fell to the ground where his opponents were. He ran over to the tree, sword in hand, to look for the others, but they were nowhere to be seen. Looking around, he also noticed that the horses were gone. He muttered, and turned to his friends. "Lost them," he said. There were now many poeple who had run outside of there houses when they heard the tree fall down. When they saw Gaolik, Kalirn, and Zinin holding their weapons, they were curious as to what had happened. Gaolik waved to his friends to stay back, and he walked forwards. "We are truly sorry about your tree," he said. "If you'd like, we can stand it back up, although I'm not sure how much good that would do..." he trailed off. He grinned at Kalirn, who nodded and used his psynergy to lift the tree back up.
"Come on, faster!" shouted Zinin, laughing. It had been several days since they ran into the black warriors, and the three friends had left Tolbi, and were heading south. Zinin was atleast twenty feet ahead of the other two, and easily getting farther ahead. He turned around to see if they were coming, and laughed when he saw that they were getting tired. When he turned back, however, he stopped laughing. Right in front of him stood the leader of the thirteen assassins, holding a sword at his throat. "Don't move," he said, "or I'll send this through you." He laughed and added, "Although I'm going to send it through you anyway. When you're out of the way, there'll be nothing to stop Xulkar from being the most powerful warrior. Yes, as soon as you're dead, he can take over the world, and rule with an iron fist." He then turned to the other two, who were running quickly forwards. "Oh, so you wish your friend dead, do you?" The other two stopped immediately, and drew their swords. "Once I've killed him, you... pathetic little fools won't stand a chance." He shoved his sword forwards, and Zinin dodged to the side, and slightly down, but was still hit on the side of his head. He collapsed, and the leader grinned. "My name is Narkan, although you'll never be able to tell anyone again. You are all going to die, and when you are dead, I will get my reward." He thrust his sword into Zinin's arm, causing a bleeding wound. He lifted his sword to strike again, but Kalirn rushed forwards, shouting, "Stop! If he's dead, why harm his body?" Tears were flowing from his eyes and he battled furiously. Gaolik rushed forwards, casting ply on Zinin, hoping he was still alive. "He's... dead," he said. He drew out a short knife from his belt and threw it towards Narkan, who was still battling Kalirn. Two things happened at once that amazed Gaolik. First, Narkan dodged the thrown knife without ever looking at it, and secondly he jumped about twenty feet into the air, landing a ways off. Gaolik again attempted to heal Zinin, but it was of no use. He rushed towards the battle, slashing downwards at Narkan with both hands. Gaolik and Kalirn continued to fight, but realized quickly that they were losing. Just as Narkan stabbed Gaolik in the leg, and he was falling, he saw that Zinin was standing up. He was covered in blood, but alive. Slowly, he walked towards Narkan, and waved his hands around. A huge ball of purple-blue energy appeared, and he shouted, "Die, and you can take all of your evil with you where you're going!" The energy ball flew from his hands, and struck Narkan in the chest. His body seemed to melt, and then exploded, sending red and green goop everywhere. Zinin limped over to Gaolik and Kalirn, and asked, "You ok?" Kalirn laughed. "You're the one who just got stabbed with a sword several times, and you're asking me if I'm ok?" he asked. He walked over to Gaolik and cast cure on him. Gaolik looked around and asked, "Kalirn? Where's Narkan?" Kalirn grinned, and said, "It looks like we got a bit of luck." He grinned, and walked away. Zinin limped over, and asked, "You feel alright? You seem to have gotten hurt pretty badly." Gaolik shrugged, and smiled.
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Well, here it FINALLY is!
Chapter Ten
Zinin stood facing his brother, a grin on his face. He pointed his sword slightly forwards, and charged towards the older boy. Before making it towards his opponent, however, he turned sharply to the right, getting behind him. He slashed to the side, but it was barely blocked. Kalirn whirled around to face him, stabbing forwards with his sword at the same time. Zinin knocked the sword aside right before it would have hit him in the chest. Instead, it only scraped his side.
The two boys continued to fight for about half an hour, until finally Zinin managed to hit Kalirn on the top of his head with a rock which he had hurled. Kalirn fell down, but slowly stood back up. Meanwhile, Zinin rushed over and slammed the hilt of his sword down onto Kalirn's head. The older boy stood up, and grabbed his sword with both hands. He brought it above his head, and then down. The side of the blade hit Zinin's leg as he scrambled to get away, making it go numb. He made no sound, but rolled out of the way before Kalirn could get in another attack. Suddenly, Phobos appeared and red energy flowed into Zinin's leg. He stood back up on both legs, and charged towards Kalirn, his sword swinging quickly. Kalirn tried to move out of the way, but wasn't quite in time. The sword cut his arm, but barely affected him. Zinin grinned, continuing with several more attacks. Before long, Kalirn was lying unconcious on the ground.
"Look at the sword I got!" exclaimed Zinin, after he had claimed his prize for winning Collosso. Kalirn looked up from his position in a bed, and muttered. Zinin grinned, holding up the sword. It was fairly thin, and not too terribly long, although a bit to big for the small boy. The hilt was a light silver, and the blade pure white. A tiny emerald sat on the hilt, glowing a bright green. Zinin slowly swung it through the air and grinned. He sheathed it in a new sheath, which he had also won. It was mostly black, except a dark green band at the top, and a silver tip. Along with these prizes, he had also won a thousand coins. With these he planned to buy a pair of new clothes.
Zinin walked out of the shop and headed towards the inn. He had purchased a dark green tunic, and some brown leather boots. He had already put on the boots, and was carrying his old ones. When he made it to his room, he changed his clothes and put his old ones into a small sack he always carried. After that, he lay down on his bed and fell quickly asleep.
The next day, when Zinin was walking around the city of Tolbi, he thought he heard voices behind him. When he turned, he didn't see anything. He continued onwards, but again thought he heard voices. He whirled around again, drawing his sword. This time, he saw a figure wearing a black robe. At first, Zinin thought it was Xulkar, but then he realized that this person was shorter. As he was about to ask who the figure was, a sword appeared in each of the other's hands. It came towards him, and said in a low voice, "Are you the son of Kyle and Dora?" Zinin shrugged slightly, and asked, "Why do you want to know?" The dark man replied, "To be honest, I have come to kill you, before you can grow strong enough to defeat my lord Xulkar. There is no danger in telling you this, as you will not survive." With this, he snapped his fingers, and twelve more similar men appeared out of nowhere. Swords appeared in their hands, and they approached slowly. The first one, which seemed to be the leader, waved an arm at the others. They formed a circle around him, and each one raised their swords. Just as they were about to bring them down, a loud shout stopped them. They turned their attention to the source of the shout. Gaolik and Kalirn rushed forwards, swords drawn. The leader of them snarled, and said, "So, you wish to die as well? Alright, then." He waved his arm in a different way, and seven of his followers turned towards Gaolik and Kalirn. During this time, Zinin was able to get away and join Gaolik and Kalirn. Gaolik threw a sheat of ice onto the group of men, but several of them threw bolts of fire towards it, melting it instantly. The warm water fell down onto them, and several of the black men moaned. One man whistled, and thirteen horses rode up. Four men mounted horses, and rode off. The remaining nine turned back to their opponents, their swords in defensive positions. The leader pointed his swords towards each other, and a fireball appeared between them. With a shout he hurled it forwards. It struck the ground and exploded, knocking all three of the friends to the ground. They quickly stood back up, and Zinin rushed forwards. He stabbed one of black men, who stumbled quickly towards his horse afterwards. Zinin grinned in response to this, and rushed towards another one, which happened to be a bit away from the rest of them. This time, however he met some resistance. Meanwhile, Kalirn and Gaolik were raining down psynergy on the other seven, and attempting to defend themselves as well as they could with psynergetic shields. Before long, however the shields were broken down, and Kalirn and Gaolik weekening. Zinin finally managed to strike the a blow to the head of the one he was fighting, and rushed back to help Gaolik and Kalirn. The man he had hit roared in anger, before riding away on his horse. Zinin glanced around, catching sight of a large nearby tree. By this time the seven others were beginning to approach cautiously, and so with a shout he shot electricity towards the tree. With a crack, it fell to the ground where his opponents were. He ran over to the tree, sword in hand, to look for the others, but they were nowhere to be seen. Looking around, he also noticed that the horses were gone. He muttered, and turned to his friends. "Lost them," he said. There were now many poeple who had run outside of there houses when they heard the tree fall down. When they saw Gaolik, Kalirn, and Zinin holding their weapons, they were curious as to what had happened. Gaolik waved to his friends to stay back, and he walked forwards. "We are truly sorry about your tree," he said. "If you'd like, we can stand it back up, although I'm not sure how much good that would do..." he trailed off. He grinned at Kalirn, who nodded and used his psynergy to lift the tree back up.
"Come on, faster!" shouted Zinin, laughing. It had been several days since they ran into the black warriors, and the three friends had left Tolbi, and were heading south. Zinin was atleast twenty feet ahead of the other two, and easily getting farther ahead. He turned around to see if they were coming, and laughed when he saw that they were getting tired. When he turned back, however, he stopped laughing. Right in front of him stood the leader of the thirteen assassins, holding a sword at his throat. "Don't move," he said, "or I'll send this through you." He laughed and added, "Although I'm going to send it through you anyway. When you're out of the way, there'll be nothing to stop Xulkar from being the most powerful warrior. Yes, as soon as you're dead, he can take over the world, and rule with an iron fist." He then turned to the other two, who were running quickly forwards. "Oh, so you wish your friend dead, do you?" The other two stopped immediately, and drew their swords. "Once I've killed him, you... pathetic little fools won't stand a chance." He shoved his sword forwards, and Zinin dodged to the side, and slightly down, but was still hit on the side of his head. He collapsed, and the leader grinned. "My name is Narkan, although you'll never be able to tell anyone again. You are all going to die, and when you are dead, I will get my reward." He thrust his sword into Zinin's arm, causing a bleeding wound. He lifted his sword to strike again, but Kalirn rushed forwards, shouting, "Stop! If he's dead, why harm his body?" Tears were flowing from his eyes and he battled furiously. Gaolik rushed forwards, casting ply on Zinin, hoping he was still alive. "He's... dead," he said. He drew out a short knife from his belt and threw it towards Narkan, who was still battling Kalirn. Two things happened at once that amazed Gaolik. First, Narkan dodged the thrown knife without ever looking at it, and secondly he jumped about twenty feet into the air, landing a ways off. Gaolik again attempted to heal Zinin, but it was of no use. He rushed towards the battle, slashing downwards at Narkan with both hands. Gaolik and Kalirn continued to fight, but realized quickly that they were losing. Just as Narkan stabbed Gaolik in the leg, and he was falling, he saw that Zinin was standing up. He was covered in blood, but alive. Slowly, he walked towards Narkan, and waved his hands around. A huge ball of purple-blue energy appeared, and he shouted, "Die, and you can take all of your evil with you where you're going!" The energy ball flew from his hands, and struck Narkan in the chest. His body seemed to melt, and then exploded, sending red and green goop everywhere. Zinin limped over to Gaolik and Kalirn, and asked, "You ok?" Kalirn laughed. "You're the one who just got stabbed with a sword several times, and you're asking me if I'm ok?" he asked. He walked over to Gaolik and cast cure on him. Gaolik looked around and asked, "Kalirn? Where's Narkan?" Kalirn grinned, and said, "It looks like we got a bit of luck." He grinned, and walked away. Zinin limped over, and asked, "You feel alright? You seem to have gotten hurt pretty badly." Gaolik shrugged, and smiled.
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Well, here it FINALLY is!