The peace was quickly broken. Katula awoke to the piercing cries of the
town's citizens. She watched as Kelevandros ran out the door, and quickly
followed with her spear. She ran down the stairs to the common room, which
was already aflame, and she spotted a corpse on the floor. She quickly
turned it over and recognized the portly form of Borik. She felt a hot tear
stream down her cheek before she could stop it, and ran out into the
street.
Katula wasn't ready for what she saw next. The whole town was aflame, and a Draconian hoard was rapidly seiging what little town was left, while tormenting the town's citizens. While she was still stunned, a Draconian came up to her, ready to attack, when the raging form of Kelevandros ran in and quickly disemboweled the creature with his sword. "Katula! What are you doing?! Snap out of it and fight!" Katula blinked a few times and then said, "Oh, right!" She then rapidly killed of several Draconians with her flailing spear.
As Katula and Kelevandros kept defeating several more never-ending Draconians, she heard one of them, the leader she thought, yell out, "Kill the elf! Make sure you take the amazon alive!!!" Katula felt a rage burning within her, "NEVER!!!" Kelevandros must have heard it, too, for he was already in his dragon form, ripping the Draconians to shreds. Katula became a whirlwind, stabbing through several of her foes a second. Katula then found herself facing the leader. She knew it was him, for he bore a sword and wore a Draconian-style red cloak.
He lunged first, and Katula made a counterattack of her own, swooping down to clip him behind his leg, and to quickly slice off her enemy's head. "That was easy... too easy." She felt a sharp pain on her shoulder, and she looked at her shoulder to see a poison dart protruding from it. She looked to her shooter, and recognized the true leader. "You will not take me! BERYL SHALL NOT HAVE ME!!!" That last cry took all of her soul, and while her enemies were still bewildered that she knew who sent them, they never saw the ice coming. Katula whirled her spear, sending shards of jagged ice everywhere, making sure to pierce every Draconian heart while still avoiding her dragon counterpart.
After every foe was vanquished, Katula collapsed, succumbing to the poison. Kelevandros was at her side immediately, in his Elven form. Katula looked up at him; "Beryl will pay now." Kelevandros smiled, "You can't, that dart will have you out for awhile." Katula smiled back grimly; "We depart at dawn!" With that, she fell limp, as Kelevandros carried her out of that devastated town, into the forest beyond.
~~*~~
Kelevandros looked over at Katula's form, still trapped in her poisoned sleep. He had wanted to tell her something before she went out last night, but he had been too slow. When Katula had launched her massive ice attack on the Draconian army, her eyes had changed to a fierce blue. Kelevandros had remembered her saying her mother had sparkling blue eyes, and she had been a water mage. He would bet his life there was a connection, but he wasn't about to do that. Kelevandros looked over as Katula stirred and decided he wouldn't tell her, yet.
Katula sat up wobbly, opened her eyes, examined where she was, and looked at Kelevandros with a question in her emerald green eyes. Kelevandros stood to help her up, "You were hit with a knock out dart, probably for when they planned to take you to Beryl." Katula took his hand he offered her and stood up. "Why would Beryl want me alive? You're the prince of drakes; I'm just an assassin! ...Right?" Kelevandros looked thoughtful for a moment, "Well, let's hope so."
Katula wasn't ready for what she saw next. The whole town was aflame, and a Draconian hoard was rapidly seiging what little town was left, while tormenting the town's citizens. While she was still stunned, a Draconian came up to her, ready to attack, when the raging form of Kelevandros ran in and quickly disemboweled the creature with his sword. "Katula! What are you doing?! Snap out of it and fight!" Katula blinked a few times and then said, "Oh, right!" She then rapidly killed of several Draconians with her flailing spear.
As Katula and Kelevandros kept defeating several more never-ending Draconians, she heard one of them, the leader she thought, yell out, "Kill the elf! Make sure you take the amazon alive!!!" Katula felt a rage burning within her, "NEVER!!!" Kelevandros must have heard it, too, for he was already in his dragon form, ripping the Draconians to shreds. Katula became a whirlwind, stabbing through several of her foes a second. Katula then found herself facing the leader. She knew it was him, for he bore a sword and wore a Draconian-style red cloak.
He lunged first, and Katula made a counterattack of her own, swooping down to clip him behind his leg, and to quickly slice off her enemy's head. "That was easy... too easy." She felt a sharp pain on her shoulder, and she looked at her shoulder to see a poison dart protruding from it. She looked to her shooter, and recognized the true leader. "You will not take me! BERYL SHALL NOT HAVE ME!!!" That last cry took all of her soul, and while her enemies were still bewildered that she knew who sent them, they never saw the ice coming. Katula whirled her spear, sending shards of jagged ice everywhere, making sure to pierce every Draconian heart while still avoiding her dragon counterpart.
After every foe was vanquished, Katula collapsed, succumbing to the poison. Kelevandros was at her side immediately, in his Elven form. Katula looked up at him; "Beryl will pay now." Kelevandros smiled, "You can't, that dart will have you out for awhile." Katula smiled back grimly; "We depart at dawn!" With that, she fell limp, as Kelevandros carried her out of that devastated town, into the forest beyond.
~~*~~
Kelevandros looked over at Katula's form, still trapped in her poisoned sleep. He had wanted to tell her something before she went out last night, but he had been too slow. When Katula had launched her massive ice attack on the Draconian army, her eyes had changed to a fierce blue. Kelevandros had remembered her saying her mother had sparkling blue eyes, and she had been a water mage. He would bet his life there was a connection, but he wasn't about to do that. Kelevandros looked over as Katula stirred and decided he wouldn't tell her, yet.
Katula sat up wobbly, opened her eyes, examined where she was, and looked at Kelevandros with a question in her emerald green eyes. Kelevandros stood to help her up, "You were hit with a knock out dart, probably for when they planned to take you to Beryl." Katula took his hand he offered her and stood up. "Why would Beryl want me alive? You're the prince of drakes; I'm just an assassin! ...Right?" Kelevandros looked thoughtful for a moment, "Well, let's hope so."