Chapter 5
The young elves ran towards the city's south-eastern wall where the creatures were attacking from. Swords in one hand, shield in the other, their bright mythril armor shining in the night. A line of archers were behind the wall ready to launch their arrows on command. Another line of soldiers stood crouched on the wall, so as not to e hit by any arrows. The evil creatures gave of a fair glow. they had mythril. Damn!
"Have you noticed that our new earned abilities include telepathic communications." pointed out Urias. They gave it a test and it did in fact work. Good thought, Laus, now they could call on each other if in trouble. It was amazing how their skills increased so much in one year.
"Let's line up with the soldiers on the wall." the elven prince said. "Fire as soon as you can." they all nodded, pulling out an arrow and taking aim at the swarm of creatures. They waited for about two minutes and then started launching their arrows and seven of the creatures fell dead to the ground.
"Fire!" yelled Caius. The archers fired their arrows killing many of the creatures. The young elves were shooting fiercely at their evil foes killing them one by one. The creatures now attacked the soldiers with their claws. The soldiers fought back killing the creatures; so far, so good, no casualties yet.
The elves fought like pack of hungry wolves, helping each other and protecting the city. Osirian was blasting spells at the enemy, obliterating them. Braios was cutting cleanly through his foes, slicing them in half. A swarm of arrows shot towards the city, Lorriana held her hand out and concentrated, sweat running down her face; the arrows stopped in midair and turned around to kill their masters. More and more arrows shot towards the city, and the creatures were trying to take Lorriana out.
'Cover her!' Urias transmitted telepathically. Osirian put a shielding spell on his friend and returned to taking out his foes. Staria and Aril were doing well, battling back to back and protecting each other.
Caius, Caios and Lorrius were on the wall helping their comrades. Just then a soldier ran towards them and was shot down with a black arrow. Lorrius ran to him.
"Their at-t-tacking from the nor." the soldier died in Lorrius' arms.
"To the north! To the north!" Lorrius yelled. A swarm of soldiers ran yelling towards the northern side.
'Braios, Lorriana and Osirian go to the northern part.' Laus transmitted to his friends. 'Aril, Staria, Urias and I will stay here. Now go!'
They obeyed and ran towards the north. Here the battle was in the favor of the creatures. The wall was starting to crack; the soldiers could not break the armor of the creatures and they were outnumbered.
'Osirian, fix the wall, quick!' said Braios. 'Lorriana, hide in the tree and try to divert their arrows.'
'What are you gonna' do?' asked Osirian murmuring a spell.
'Goin' to see if any of the other places need help.' Braios answered, and he was off.
The plan worked fine. Osirian fixed the wall and was now conjuring another spell obviously a very powerful one because it took him five minutes, just to get it fired up; it took another twenty for it to work. In the mean time, Lorriana was doing what she did best: using her psychic powers. She diverted all the arrows and used them to kill numerous enemies.
'Lorriana?' said Osirian's voice in her head. 'I need more power. I'm gonna have to remove your shield.'
'Go for it.'
Braios was running along the walls until he reached the western side; there the creatures had broken through the wall and were attacking houses. With speed and skill he was famous for, Braios attacked the creatures cutting them into pieces, and saving the houses. He turned towards the creatures who were coming in through the wall; his bow and arrows appeared in front of him and he started shooting away at the invaders. After about five minutes of fierce fighting the brigade of creatures was dead. Now for the tricky part, he was no mage, fixing that wall was no easy task. He closed his eyes and concentrated, his hands started glowing and in seconds became tow orbs of light; he fired one at the spot were the wall was broken and it was fixed instantly. The other was used to heal the courageous young elf.
'Laus.' he said.
'Braios?' his friend asked.
'The western wall was struck down. I fixed it, but those things might come back.'
'I see. Things over here are going well I'll send some soldiers over.'
'NO! Don't you get it? That's just what they want us to do. Stay where you are, I think the battle's just beginning.'
'Ok.'
Urias was chopping away at the creatures surrounding him. Aril and Staria were still back to back and were getting tired. Laus killed a remaining creature and climbed on the wall, cheering soldiers passing him by. He looked out towards the forest; at least a thousand torches were moving through the forest. Braios was right; he though, got to warn the others.
"Father!" he yelled. "There are thousands of lights in the forest; it isn't over."
The elven king was shocked. Laus was now concentrating his arms in the air, all the soldiers, including Laus and his friends were healed and ready to fight. They climbed on the wall, arrows ready.
Osirian was surrounded by his cheering comrades. No use for this he thought; he was about to release his concentration, when a voice erupted in his head:
'NO! Osirian, we still need that.'
'But it's over.' Osirian responded in surprise.
'No! Their attacking from the south-east again, thousands of them.'
"Good thing, Laus healed us." sighed Osirian. He started running towards the south, his spell still clenched in his arms. Braios met him there, and helped him get on the wall. Osirian took aim, letting go slowly.
"Wait!" bellowed Lorriana. "It could just be a distraction; I don't think those things need torches."
I wish they would make up their minds; Osirian thought. Lorriana put her hands to her temple and concentrated. She opened them and turned towards them.
"Those are just decoys." she announced. "Laus and Braios, shoot at the torches. Osirian and Urias come with me quick."
"I don't think I can make with this thing." said a frustrated Osirian. Lorriana nodded and picked him up with her mind and started running towards the east part of the city. Of course; thought Braios, they were waiting there the whole time.
Laus put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Let's get 'em!" Braios nodded and summoned his bow and arrows. They started shooting at the torches taking them down one by one.
Lorriana and her two friends reached the eastern perimeter; she sensed about a thousand creatures behind the wall. It was perfect, this was the gate; she could protect her comrades, Urias could open the door and Osirian could blast them as soon as it opened. But the pressure of the spell was too much for Osirian; he couldn't hold on to it any longer. He let the spell fly at the door, and killed about four hundred enemies; he was exhausted. One last spell; he thought, he concentrated and healed himself. Urias was already battling the creatures at the door; Lorriana was shooting them with arrows and Osirian pulled out a long leather strip from underneath his armor, it was read and burned in places. The young drow, mage threw it in the air and yelled: "Draconis!" A huge bright red dragon appeared. Osirian pointed at the creatures and the dragon started attacking them killing thirty at a time. The dragon destroyed another three hundred creatures, before it was finally slain by the enemy. Urias and Lorriana killed about another hundred. This was not good they were pretty tired and drastically outnumbered. Just then, many yells broke the cold night air, hundreds upon hundreds of elven soldiers, led by Laus, Braios, Staria and Aril, and were rushing towards the creatures. The two sides clashed killing their foes, their beautiful elven swords drenched in the black blood of the creatures. Laus and his companions were killing their foes with great speed and agility. In thirty minutes the battle was won; the great elven city of Vianox was safe once more.
The city was safe and the heroes happy. The entire city was rejoicing, and cheering their great protectors. The battle for Vianox was over but the battle against the evil creatures (now named as Intunerici) was far from over.
The young elves ran towards the city's south-eastern wall where the creatures were attacking from. Swords in one hand, shield in the other, their bright mythril armor shining in the night. A line of archers were behind the wall ready to launch their arrows on command. Another line of soldiers stood crouched on the wall, so as not to e hit by any arrows. The evil creatures gave of a fair glow. they had mythril. Damn!
"Have you noticed that our new earned abilities include telepathic communications." pointed out Urias. They gave it a test and it did in fact work. Good thought, Laus, now they could call on each other if in trouble. It was amazing how their skills increased so much in one year.
"Let's line up with the soldiers on the wall." the elven prince said. "Fire as soon as you can." they all nodded, pulling out an arrow and taking aim at the swarm of creatures. They waited for about two minutes and then started launching their arrows and seven of the creatures fell dead to the ground.
"Fire!" yelled Caius. The archers fired their arrows killing many of the creatures. The young elves were shooting fiercely at their evil foes killing them one by one. The creatures now attacked the soldiers with their claws. The soldiers fought back killing the creatures; so far, so good, no casualties yet.
The elves fought like pack of hungry wolves, helping each other and protecting the city. Osirian was blasting spells at the enemy, obliterating them. Braios was cutting cleanly through his foes, slicing them in half. A swarm of arrows shot towards the city, Lorriana held her hand out and concentrated, sweat running down her face; the arrows stopped in midair and turned around to kill their masters. More and more arrows shot towards the city, and the creatures were trying to take Lorriana out.
'Cover her!' Urias transmitted telepathically. Osirian put a shielding spell on his friend and returned to taking out his foes. Staria and Aril were doing well, battling back to back and protecting each other.
Caius, Caios and Lorrius were on the wall helping their comrades. Just then a soldier ran towards them and was shot down with a black arrow. Lorrius ran to him.
"Their at-t-tacking from the nor." the soldier died in Lorrius' arms.
"To the north! To the north!" Lorrius yelled. A swarm of soldiers ran yelling towards the northern side.
'Braios, Lorriana and Osirian go to the northern part.' Laus transmitted to his friends. 'Aril, Staria, Urias and I will stay here. Now go!'
They obeyed and ran towards the north. Here the battle was in the favor of the creatures. The wall was starting to crack; the soldiers could not break the armor of the creatures and they were outnumbered.
'Osirian, fix the wall, quick!' said Braios. 'Lorriana, hide in the tree and try to divert their arrows.'
'What are you gonna' do?' asked Osirian murmuring a spell.
'Goin' to see if any of the other places need help.' Braios answered, and he was off.
The plan worked fine. Osirian fixed the wall and was now conjuring another spell obviously a very powerful one because it took him five minutes, just to get it fired up; it took another twenty for it to work. In the mean time, Lorriana was doing what she did best: using her psychic powers. She diverted all the arrows and used them to kill numerous enemies.
'Lorriana?' said Osirian's voice in her head. 'I need more power. I'm gonna have to remove your shield.'
'Go for it.'
Braios was running along the walls until he reached the western side; there the creatures had broken through the wall and were attacking houses. With speed and skill he was famous for, Braios attacked the creatures cutting them into pieces, and saving the houses. He turned towards the creatures who were coming in through the wall; his bow and arrows appeared in front of him and he started shooting away at the invaders. After about five minutes of fierce fighting the brigade of creatures was dead. Now for the tricky part, he was no mage, fixing that wall was no easy task. He closed his eyes and concentrated, his hands started glowing and in seconds became tow orbs of light; he fired one at the spot were the wall was broken and it was fixed instantly. The other was used to heal the courageous young elf.
'Laus.' he said.
'Braios?' his friend asked.
'The western wall was struck down. I fixed it, but those things might come back.'
'I see. Things over here are going well I'll send some soldiers over.'
'NO! Don't you get it? That's just what they want us to do. Stay where you are, I think the battle's just beginning.'
'Ok.'
Urias was chopping away at the creatures surrounding him. Aril and Staria were still back to back and were getting tired. Laus killed a remaining creature and climbed on the wall, cheering soldiers passing him by. He looked out towards the forest; at least a thousand torches were moving through the forest. Braios was right; he though, got to warn the others.
"Father!" he yelled. "There are thousands of lights in the forest; it isn't over."
The elven king was shocked. Laus was now concentrating his arms in the air, all the soldiers, including Laus and his friends were healed and ready to fight. They climbed on the wall, arrows ready.
Osirian was surrounded by his cheering comrades. No use for this he thought; he was about to release his concentration, when a voice erupted in his head:
'NO! Osirian, we still need that.'
'But it's over.' Osirian responded in surprise.
'No! Their attacking from the south-east again, thousands of them.'
"Good thing, Laus healed us." sighed Osirian. He started running towards the south, his spell still clenched in his arms. Braios met him there, and helped him get on the wall. Osirian took aim, letting go slowly.
"Wait!" bellowed Lorriana. "It could just be a distraction; I don't think those things need torches."
I wish they would make up their minds; Osirian thought. Lorriana put her hands to her temple and concentrated. She opened them and turned towards them.
"Those are just decoys." she announced. "Laus and Braios, shoot at the torches. Osirian and Urias come with me quick."
"I don't think I can make with this thing." said a frustrated Osirian. Lorriana nodded and picked him up with her mind and started running towards the east part of the city. Of course; thought Braios, they were waiting there the whole time.
Laus put a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Let's get 'em!" Braios nodded and summoned his bow and arrows. They started shooting at the torches taking them down one by one.
Lorriana and her two friends reached the eastern perimeter; she sensed about a thousand creatures behind the wall. It was perfect, this was the gate; she could protect her comrades, Urias could open the door and Osirian could blast them as soon as it opened. But the pressure of the spell was too much for Osirian; he couldn't hold on to it any longer. He let the spell fly at the door, and killed about four hundred enemies; he was exhausted. One last spell; he thought, he concentrated and healed himself. Urias was already battling the creatures at the door; Lorriana was shooting them with arrows and Osirian pulled out a long leather strip from underneath his armor, it was read and burned in places. The young drow, mage threw it in the air and yelled: "Draconis!" A huge bright red dragon appeared. Osirian pointed at the creatures and the dragon started attacking them killing thirty at a time. The dragon destroyed another three hundred creatures, before it was finally slain by the enemy. Urias and Lorriana killed about another hundred. This was not good they were pretty tired and drastically outnumbered. Just then, many yells broke the cold night air, hundreds upon hundreds of elven soldiers, led by Laus, Braios, Staria and Aril, and were rushing towards the creatures. The two sides clashed killing their foes, their beautiful elven swords drenched in the black blood of the creatures. Laus and his companions were killing their foes with great speed and agility. In thirty minutes the battle was won; the great elven city of Vianox was safe once more.
The city was safe and the heroes happy. The entire city was rejoicing, and cheering their great protectors. The battle for Vianox was over but the battle against the evil creatures (now named as Intunerici) was far from over.