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Harry was cut short of his statement when a Fire Knight, Water Hippocampus, Earth Golem and Air Owl attacked him. In a swift movement, Harry leaped back and called his Ancient Elemental Creatures. At once, a fire Pyrohydra, Water Scylla, Earth Behemoth and an Air Roc responded to his call and attacked each of the elemental guardians. Except for Neville's Hippocampus, Ron's Fire Knight and Hermione Earth Golem and Air Owl didn't put up any fight before they went down.
Shaking his head, Harry said, "When we go back to Hogwarts, train more on your elements. Here, only Neville have a chance of fighting me in Elemental combat. Now if we don't waste any more time, we still have a city to visit."
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At the City's Blacksmith...
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They had just finished the tour of the City and were now at the last of the place of all, the Elf Blacksmith. The princess pushes open the door leading to the blacksmith forge. The sight revealed had totally destroyed Harry's expectation of a dirty blacksmith. Instead of a very dirty place where soot, grim and fume are part of the place, a very clean place present itself before him.
Geletn explained: "The reason to this cleanliness is because that we believe that superior weapons and armors could not be forged in a dirty condition."
"I see the logical in it," said Harry as he glazed at the place with awe. "Soot, grim and fumes makes a weapon not as sharp and durable as it can be. I have reasons to believe that this is the place where you have kept the legendary hammer and forge of the renowned Blacksmith, Hellforge."
"Hellforge?" asked Hermione quizzed.
"I see that Lord Harry is well informed of our land despite of the fact that few humans have contact with us," smiled Geletn.
"Hellforge is a nickname given to a mysterious blacksmith. The weapons and armors that he forged are made to last forever, the legendary armor, the Arkaine's Valor, the legendary sword, Grandfather Colossal Blade and the legendary bow of the Elves, the Windforce was all forged from his hands as well as many more weapons and armors. From what I can gather at the Castle despite of it size, remarkably very little information could be found. The Arkaine's Valor is a strange mix between Mithrill and an ancient species of Dragon and the blood of the same dragon. These combinations forge the armor to be total resistant to all magic and weapon contact. His skills in blacksmith is the only human who is total superior of those of the Dwarfs and Elves," said Harry, looking awed at Geletn. "It was said that he disappeared after he helped the Elves to forge the Windforce. I believe that he had died here."
Geletn smiled and nodded, "You are indeed well informed about many events of our land, Lord Harry. Come, I'll show you the Hammer and Anvil used by him."
With these words, she glided off into a side room, which Harry and his friends had missed before hand. Shaking his head, Harry and his friends followed her into the room. Immediately, they were awed by the very aura radiating from the hammer and anvil itself. Harry noticed that the aura of the Hammer and Anvil is similar to those of a blazing hot furnace.
'So that's why Hellforge doesn't need a flame or fire, the very hammer and anvil carries the power similar to those of fire,' thought Harry. And with another incredible amount of shock, Harry noticed that on the Hammer and Anvil was the very marking of Devil.
'These aren't ordinary hammer and anvil! They are made to forge the weapons and armors of Devil!'
It was then; Harry noticed the very look on Ron. It is as though Ron recognize the hammer and anvil. He seems to be in a daze. With surprising eloquence, Ron asked in Elfish.
//Has anyone been able to touch that Hammer and Anvil?//
Surprised, Geletn replied.
//No, not one had been touch the hammer. It seems that a Shielding Charm is protecting the hammer. Why?//
Without saying a word, Ron moved forward and grabbed the Hammer. Immediately, a strange voice rung through the room. A deep husky voice with a dwarfish accent Harry noted with a great deal of surprise.
"Once I had promised that I will be reborn into this mortal realm to aid the Lord of Light in his quest against the Lord of Darkness. Now I'm really to fulfill this promise. With the Hammer and Anvil used by the Devil himself, it carries the flames and heat from the deepest depth of Hell, I will reforge the weapons in Castle of Light to carry blazing heat or freezing cold!"
With that, Ron fell into a coma.
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It was five days after Ron had fallen into coma; Harry decided that they should return to Hogwarts. When Harry made his decision known to Aurgdani, the king became solemn.
//Harry, as one of your friends has claimed the Hellforge's Hammer and Anvil as his, you as the leader must prove that you are worthy for the item before you're allowed to leave this land, if not you will be imprisoned with these land forever.//
//How?// was the word which came out of Harry's mouth without hesitation.
//Not much but just two test. You will be going through our Chamber of Warriors and Dragoncross.//
//What am I supposed to do?//
//Ah...That's the catch, Harry, for you are not to know. Are you up to it?//
At this statement, Harry started to weigh his chances. A part of him told him to go for it while another part of repeatedly warned him not to go. Finally, he asked.
//Well I be supplied with weapons if I agree?//
Harry could have sworn that Aurgdani turned grim but there was no change on his facial expression.
//Very well, you will be armed with our best armor, shield and sword.//
//Their name and their maker?//
//The sword is named Doombringer, the shield is Stormshield and the armor is known as The Gladiator's Bane. Their maker is Hellforge.//
Harry made a gaping voice.
//Now that you had consented to the test on your own free will, the armor and the sword will be brought to you by tomorrow morning which the test will take place.//
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Harry was decked out in the armor, sword and shield that the elves had brought to him early in the morning. Calming himself, Harry had a rough idea about what he was going to encounter. Harry walked into the Throne Room and was greeted with an amazing sight. All the Elven ministers were gathered there. Aurgdani stood up the moment Harry enter and said in a loud clear voice.
//My friends! Lord Harry had accepted to go through our Chamber of Warriors and the Dragoncross!//
At this the elves started to whisper among themselves. The king held up his hand and said.
//There is nothing we could do but to wish him luck! My warriors will escort you, blindfold to the Chamber and they will wait until you complete the quest needed of you and guide you again to the Dragoncross and back!//
Looking at Harry, he asked, //Lord Harry, are you ready?//
Harry nodded his head and closed his eyes. The last thing he heard was.
//Warriors, escort the Challenger to the Chamber of Warriors!//
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//Lord Harry, we are here.//
Harry removed his blindfold and opened his eyes. In front of him was a magnificent golden gate and he was standing in the middle of a bridge. The Elves were nowhere to be seen. On gate, names of past Elves who had attempted to cross the Chamber of Warrior were carved. On the left and right of the door, were two huge stone sculptures of two elves. Their facial expression were cold and hard. One of the Elves held a grand sword in an aggressive posture while the other had his bow drawn, pointing at the exactly spot where Harry was currently standing. With amusement on his face, Harry discovered that the Grand sword was craved to look like the Taros Sword. After a few seconds, elvish words appeared.
//You wish to challenge the Chamber of Warriors, Mortal?//
//Yes,// replied Harry as he looked at the words. Slowly, it changed.
//You understand that in the Chamber of Warriors no magic or elemental is to be used. All you can use is weapon that you are currently holding.//
Harry was stunned, magic and elemental couldn't be used?! Although Harry was well learned in the arts of swordplay, there was always a bit of uncertainty in his abilities.
//What will happen if I violate rules?//
The answer was short.
//Death.//
Taking a deep breath of air, Harry accepted.
//Very well, Mortal. If you fail, you will die. This is a place where the warriors within know no mercy. If you are truly prepared, take a step forward. If not, retreat and we spare your life.//
Harry took a great step forward and new words appeared.
//You are indeed courageous, Young Mortal! Start your quest in the Chamber of Warriors! Only by defeating the Warriors may you leave this place unscathed!//
At this, the bridge behind him broke and the gate opened. Voluntarily, Harry stride forward into the gate and a blast of light engulfed him. When Harry opened his eyes, he discovered that he was now somewhere in the middle of nowhere. But one thing was certain. Around him are eighteen bronze statues of different elves. Each holding to a different weapon. Harry went looking at the weapons that they were holding. Scythes, spears, javelins, swords, bows, crossbows, axes, throwing daggers and maces were part of the list. Harry went back to the centre and sighed.
This wasn't what he had expected. Harry was beginning to wonder that if all this was a waste of time when the statues suddenly awakened and launched themselves at him. However, with the training under Max, Harry performed a series of amazing gymnastic. Landing behind one of the Bronze statues, Harry swept his sword downwards forcefully...only to met with an resounding metallic TANG! For once, Harry felt fear.
The bronze statue turned towards Harry and let loosed a volley of arrows. Harry twirled his sword, breaking all the bronze arrows. Surprised Harry barely noticed a bronze scythe descending towards his head. At the last moment, Harry turned and brought up his shield, blocking the strong blow. Harry grunted as the heavy blow took away his breath. He stumbled for a while before he managed to stabilize himself, only discover a pair of sword thrust towards him. Harry parried the swords. With a swift movement of his wrist, Harry turned the bronze swords and locked them with his Doombringer. A desperate thought went through his mind, Harry wasn't sure that it would work but this was his only bet.
Keeping the two swords locked under his, Harry heard the sound of arrows, bolts and javelin heading towards him. At the last moment, Harry unlocked his sword and leapt aside. He watched with satisfaction as the arrows, bolts and the javelin impaled the two sword wielding bronze statues, turning them into bronze dust.
'Two down and sixteen to go,' grinned Harry mentally. 'So they are weak against their own weapons.'
But his joy didn't last long for his discover that the remaining bronze figures were just as tough. And to make matter worse, they learned from the mistakes of other statues. Harry had to dodge the arrows and bolts that were flying around while he avoided the statues attack. Now that he discover that they were weak against their own type of weapon, Harry had an edge over the statues.
After dancing around for a while, Harry discovered another chance. This time, he could wipe out half of the statues. Harry had to chose his timing very careful, for one wrong move and he would be decapitated. Landing in front the Javelin throwing statue, Harry paused. Blocking the javelins that it threw at him, Harry knew that it was now or never.
'Now or never!'
Harry leapt sideways and two statues wielding axes followed him. Harry knew very well that behind him were the crossbow statues. There was the sound of bolts and arrows being launched. Harry's position was perfect. The moment Harry leapt into the air, javelin impaled through the statues and as they fell, the bolts and arrows breezed through the bronze dust, spearing through the bronze statues holding onto the ranged weapons. Now Harry was left with ten statues to deal with.
'Shit! This wasn't what I had expected,' cursed Harry mental. He had miscounted. Worse still, now Harry was surrounded. And he is out of energy after all that dodging.
'That's it!' Harry thought, resolved to sell his life dearly as he held up the Doombringer. The remaining bronze statues lunged towards Harry together. Subconsciously, Harry leap upwards and there was a reverberating sound of bronze impaling bronze. Surprised, Harry looked downwards and discovered all the remaining statues had hit each other in the confusion. Landing gracefully, Harry noticed that other then his shield having a few dents, there was no major damage caused. Once again, elvish words appeared.
//You have proven that you are truly skilled with your sword. For this, I grant your freedom! Your quest in the Chambers of Warriors is complete!//
Harry found himself engulfed by the same white light and reappeared at the bridge. Harry looked around and found that the elven warriors were practical gaping at him like a goldfish. One of them managed to ask weakly.
//Lord Harry, how on the name of god did you survived without a scratch?//
//Luck and practice,// replied Harry, not noticing his armor had another crest on it, this time it is on the left side of the armor. //Blindfold me and bring me to the Dragoncross.// instructed Harry.
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//Lord Harry, we are here.//
Removing his blindfolds by himself, Harry discovered that once again the elven warriors had disappeared. Shaking his head, Harry moved forward. A magnificent sight greeted him. For a long time, Harry had seen pictures of Dragonian in Hogwarts Library but he had never expected he would find them in this realm.
/{This is totally amazing}\ Harry whispered as he watch the ten Dragonians playing chess.
The Dragonians snapped and their head turned towards Harry. Harry took a step back warily; ready to bolt should they attack. One of them moved towards Harry and eyed him with his single eye. Harry could sense the wisdom, power and knowledge held with this Dragonian. In a few seconds, the Dragonian spoke.
/{You spoke our language, young Mortal, didn't you?}\
Somehow, this was more like a statement to Harry than a question. Harry nodded without a word. Somehow, this Dragonian reminded Harry of the Norse god, Odin.
/{What's your name, young mortal?}\
/{Harry Potter.}\
The Dragonian didn't even flinch or show any signs of emotion change.
/{You say that you are Harry Potter, the new Lord of Light, didn't you? Prove it, young one.}\
Harry rolled up his right sleeves and showed the sign. The Dragonian bent closer to examine the mark. Harry could felt the Dragonian's breath on his arm. After a short while, the Dragonian straighten up and declared:
/{Well, Harry Potter, you are indeed the Lord of Light, but to gain entry into the Dragoncross, you must said my name and my title. Only one chance is given. If you got it wrong, we will have to rip you apart.}\ His voice was calm and held no emotion.
Harry was stunned. His inner-self started to say, 'Follow your Heart, Harry, to whatever it leads you to.'
Steadying himself, Harry went through all the information stored in his mind. Odin...It sounded right...but his title...The guardian of wisdom. Even the idea itself sounded stupid. Then it hitted him.
/{Odin, Chief Counselor of King Arankonir, Supreme in wisdom, and knowledge of the realm of Elves, Human and Dragonians. First Class Order of Kendra, granted by the former King, Argwardion. Second in command in the realm of Dragonians. Sent here to guard the Dragoncross by King Arankonir for a sacred Artifact of your realm.}\
The Dragonian eyed Harry with surprise over his face and asked, surprisingly in English.
"You are a true Warrior of both force and knowledge. I shall grant you passage into the Dragoncross. But beware, in the Dragoncross only when you have reach and retrieve the Dragonsword, you are consider successful. But you are to leave all your weapons, armors and shields here."
Very unwillingly, Harry removed his armor, shield and sword.
"Now, young mortal, enter the Dragoncross!"
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Half of the day had gone and Odin and the rest of the Dragonians were beginning to wonder if Harry had died in the quest. As far as he could remember in his forty years here, no elf had entered the Dragoncross and had walked out alive. Even they themselves also had problems coming out alive. So how can a mere mortal? Odin was interrupted by a solitary figure walking slowly and steadily towards the Dragonians. Drawing out their swords, the Dragonians prepared themselves for an attack.
However this action was not necessary, for the solitary figure proved to be Harry. The Dragonians lowered their weapons and glided forward to greet him. However, when they reached Harry, their jaws dropped in surprise. Harry had managed walk into Dragoncross and back without a scar on him.
What is most surprising to Odin was the item strapped on Harry's back. It was a sword. Harry reached Odin and unfastened the sword and handed it over to Odin.
/{I have help you recover your sacred artifact from Srakronl,}\ said Harry as putted on his armor. /{As far as I can see, none who had gone in had survived the encounter with Srakronl. If I'm right, Srakronl is a fallen Dragonian.}\
All the Dragonians nodded mutely.
/{Very well, as I had completed the task set down by the Elf King Aurgdani, I must return to the warriors who had brought me here.}\
With this, Harry disappeared. With a bright flash of light, Harry reappeared in the Tree of Everlasting. Looking around at the stunned faces, Harry said.
//I have completed the tests.//
//Very well, Lord Harry, you and your friends may return back to your realm.//
//Thank you,// replied Harry graciously.
TBC...
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Harry was cut short of his statement when a Fire Knight, Water Hippocampus, Earth Golem and Air Owl attacked him. In a swift movement, Harry leaped back and called his Ancient Elemental Creatures. At once, a fire Pyrohydra, Water Scylla, Earth Behemoth and an Air Roc responded to his call and attacked each of the elemental guardians. Except for Neville's Hippocampus, Ron's Fire Knight and Hermione Earth Golem and Air Owl didn't put up any fight before they went down.
Shaking his head, Harry said, "When we go back to Hogwarts, train more on your elements. Here, only Neville have a chance of fighting me in Elemental combat. Now if we don't waste any more time, we still have a city to visit."
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At the City's Blacksmith...
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They had just finished the tour of the City and were now at the last of the place of all, the Elf Blacksmith. The princess pushes open the door leading to the blacksmith forge. The sight revealed had totally destroyed Harry's expectation of a dirty blacksmith. Instead of a very dirty place where soot, grim and fume are part of the place, a very clean place present itself before him.
Geletn explained: "The reason to this cleanliness is because that we believe that superior weapons and armors could not be forged in a dirty condition."
"I see the logical in it," said Harry as he glazed at the place with awe. "Soot, grim and fumes makes a weapon not as sharp and durable as it can be. I have reasons to believe that this is the place where you have kept the legendary hammer and forge of the renowned Blacksmith, Hellforge."
"Hellforge?" asked Hermione quizzed.
"I see that Lord Harry is well informed of our land despite of the fact that few humans have contact with us," smiled Geletn.
"Hellforge is a nickname given to a mysterious blacksmith. The weapons and armors that he forged are made to last forever, the legendary armor, the Arkaine's Valor, the legendary sword, Grandfather Colossal Blade and the legendary bow of the Elves, the Windforce was all forged from his hands as well as many more weapons and armors. From what I can gather at the Castle despite of it size, remarkably very little information could be found. The Arkaine's Valor is a strange mix between Mithrill and an ancient species of Dragon and the blood of the same dragon. These combinations forge the armor to be total resistant to all magic and weapon contact. His skills in blacksmith is the only human who is total superior of those of the Dwarfs and Elves," said Harry, looking awed at Geletn. "It was said that he disappeared after he helped the Elves to forge the Windforce. I believe that he had died here."
Geletn smiled and nodded, "You are indeed well informed about many events of our land, Lord Harry. Come, I'll show you the Hammer and Anvil used by him."
With these words, she glided off into a side room, which Harry and his friends had missed before hand. Shaking his head, Harry and his friends followed her into the room. Immediately, they were awed by the very aura radiating from the hammer and anvil itself. Harry noticed that the aura of the Hammer and Anvil is similar to those of a blazing hot furnace.
'So that's why Hellforge doesn't need a flame or fire, the very hammer and anvil carries the power similar to those of fire,' thought Harry. And with another incredible amount of shock, Harry noticed that on the Hammer and Anvil was the very marking of Devil.
'These aren't ordinary hammer and anvil! They are made to forge the weapons and armors of Devil!'
It was then; Harry noticed the very look on Ron. It is as though Ron recognize the hammer and anvil. He seems to be in a daze. With surprising eloquence, Ron asked in Elfish.
//Has anyone been able to touch that Hammer and Anvil?//
Surprised, Geletn replied.
//No, not one had been touch the hammer. It seems that a Shielding Charm is protecting the hammer. Why?//
Without saying a word, Ron moved forward and grabbed the Hammer. Immediately, a strange voice rung through the room. A deep husky voice with a dwarfish accent Harry noted with a great deal of surprise.
"Once I had promised that I will be reborn into this mortal realm to aid the Lord of Light in his quest against the Lord of Darkness. Now I'm really to fulfill this promise. With the Hammer and Anvil used by the Devil himself, it carries the flames and heat from the deepest depth of Hell, I will reforge the weapons in Castle of Light to carry blazing heat or freezing cold!"
With that, Ron fell into a coma.
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It was five days after Ron had fallen into coma; Harry decided that they should return to Hogwarts. When Harry made his decision known to Aurgdani, the king became solemn.
//Harry, as one of your friends has claimed the Hellforge's Hammer and Anvil as his, you as the leader must prove that you are worthy for the item before you're allowed to leave this land, if not you will be imprisoned with these land forever.//
//How?// was the word which came out of Harry's mouth without hesitation.
//Not much but just two test. You will be going through our Chamber of Warriors and Dragoncross.//
//What am I supposed to do?//
//Ah...That's the catch, Harry, for you are not to know. Are you up to it?//
At this statement, Harry started to weigh his chances. A part of him told him to go for it while another part of repeatedly warned him not to go. Finally, he asked.
//Well I be supplied with weapons if I agree?//
Harry could have sworn that Aurgdani turned grim but there was no change on his facial expression.
//Very well, you will be armed with our best armor, shield and sword.//
//Their name and their maker?//
//The sword is named Doombringer, the shield is Stormshield and the armor is known as The Gladiator's Bane. Their maker is Hellforge.//
Harry made a gaping voice.
//Now that you had consented to the test on your own free will, the armor and the sword will be brought to you by tomorrow morning which the test will take place.//
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Harry was decked out in the armor, sword and shield that the elves had brought to him early in the morning. Calming himself, Harry had a rough idea about what he was going to encounter. Harry walked into the Throne Room and was greeted with an amazing sight. All the Elven ministers were gathered there. Aurgdani stood up the moment Harry enter and said in a loud clear voice.
//My friends! Lord Harry had accepted to go through our Chamber of Warriors and the Dragoncross!//
At this the elves started to whisper among themselves. The king held up his hand and said.
//There is nothing we could do but to wish him luck! My warriors will escort you, blindfold to the Chamber and they will wait until you complete the quest needed of you and guide you again to the Dragoncross and back!//
Looking at Harry, he asked, //Lord Harry, are you ready?//
Harry nodded his head and closed his eyes. The last thing he heard was.
//Warriors, escort the Challenger to the Chamber of Warriors!//
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//Lord Harry, we are here.//
Harry removed his blindfold and opened his eyes. In front of him was a magnificent golden gate and he was standing in the middle of a bridge. The Elves were nowhere to be seen. On gate, names of past Elves who had attempted to cross the Chamber of Warrior were carved. On the left and right of the door, were two huge stone sculptures of two elves. Their facial expression were cold and hard. One of the Elves held a grand sword in an aggressive posture while the other had his bow drawn, pointing at the exactly spot where Harry was currently standing. With amusement on his face, Harry discovered that the Grand sword was craved to look like the Taros Sword. After a few seconds, elvish words appeared.
//You wish to challenge the Chamber of Warriors, Mortal?//
//Yes,// replied Harry as he looked at the words. Slowly, it changed.
//You understand that in the Chamber of Warriors no magic or elemental is to be used. All you can use is weapon that you are currently holding.//
Harry was stunned, magic and elemental couldn't be used?! Although Harry was well learned in the arts of swordplay, there was always a bit of uncertainty in his abilities.
//What will happen if I violate rules?//
The answer was short.
//Death.//
Taking a deep breath of air, Harry accepted.
//Very well, Mortal. If you fail, you will die. This is a place where the warriors within know no mercy. If you are truly prepared, take a step forward. If not, retreat and we spare your life.//
Harry took a great step forward and new words appeared.
//You are indeed courageous, Young Mortal! Start your quest in the Chamber of Warriors! Only by defeating the Warriors may you leave this place unscathed!//
At this, the bridge behind him broke and the gate opened. Voluntarily, Harry stride forward into the gate and a blast of light engulfed him. When Harry opened his eyes, he discovered that he was now somewhere in the middle of nowhere. But one thing was certain. Around him are eighteen bronze statues of different elves. Each holding to a different weapon. Harry went looking at the weapons that they were holding. Scythes, spears, javelins, swords, bows, crossbows, axes, throwing daggers and maces were part of the list. Harry went back to the centre and sighed.
This wasn't what he had expected. Harry was beginning to wonder that if all this was a waste of time when the statues suddenly awakened and launched themselves at him. However, with the training under Max, Harry performed a series of amazing gymnastic. Landing behind one of the Bronze statues, Harry swept his sword downwards forcefully...only to met with an resounding metallic TANG! For once, Harry felt fear.
The bronze statue turned towards Harry and let loosed a volley of arrows. Harry twirled his sword, breaking all the bronze arrows. Surprised Harry barely noticed a bronze scythe descending towards his head. At the last moment, Harry turned and brought up his shield, blocking the strong blow. Harry grunted as the heavy blow took away his breath. He stumbled for a while before he managed to stabilize himself, only discover a pair of sword thrust towards him. Harry parried the swords. With a swift movement of his wrist, Harry turned the bronze swords and locked them with his Doombringer. A desperate thought went through his mind, Harry wasn't sure that it would work but this was his only bet.
Keeping the two swords locked under his, Harry heard the sound of arrows, bolts and javelin heading towards him. At the last moment, Harry unlocked his sword and leapt aside. He watched with satisfaction as the arrows, bolts and the javelin impaled the two sword wielding bronze statues, turning them into bronze dust.
'Two down and sixteen to go,' grinned Harry mentally. 'So they are weak against their own weapons.'
But his joy didn't last long for his discover that the remaining bronze figures were just as tough. And to make matter worse, they learned from the mistakes of other statues. Harry had to dodge the arrows and bolts that were flying around while he avoided the statues attack. Now that he discover that they were weak against their own type of weapon, Harry had an edge over the statues.
After dancing around for a while, Harry discovered another chance. This time, he could wipe out half of the statues. Harry had to chose his timing very careful, for one wrong move and he would be decapitated. Landing in front the Javelin throwing statue, Harry paused. Blocking the javelins that it threw at him, Harry knew that it was now or never.
'Now or never!'
Harry leapt sideways and two statues wielding axes followed him. Harry knew very well that behind him were the crossbow statues. There was the sound of bolts and arrows being launched. Harry's position was perfect. The moment Harry leapt into the air, javelin impaled through the statues and as they fell, the bolts and arrows breezed through the bronze dust, spearing through the bronze statues holding onto the ranged weapons. Now Harry was left with ten statues to deal with.
'Shit! This wasn't what I had expected,' cursed Harry mental. He had miscounted. Worse still, now Harry was surrounded. And he is out of energy after all that dodging.
'That's it!' Harry thought, resolved to sell his life dearly as he held up the Doombringer. The remaining bronze statues lunged towards Harry together. Subconsciously, Harry leap upwards and there was a reverberating sound of bronze impaling bronze. Surprised, Harry looked downwards and discovered all the remaining statues had hit each other in the confusion. Landing gracefully, Harry noticed that other then his shield having a few dents, there was no major damage caused. Once again, elvish words appeared.
//You have proven that you are truly skilled with your sword. For this, I grant your freedom! Your quest in the Chambers of Warriors is complete!//
Harry found himself engulfed by the same white light and reappeared at the bridge. Harry looked around and found that the elven warriors were practical gaping at him like a goldfish. One of them managed to ask weakly.
//Lord Harry, how on the name of god did you survived without a scratch?//
//Luck and practice,// replied Harry, not noticing his armor had another crest on it, this time it is on the left side of the armor. //Blindfold me and bring me to the Dragoncross.// instructed Harry.
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//Lord Harry, we are here.//
Removing his blindfolds by himself, Harry discovered that once again the elven warriors had disappeared. Shaking his head, Harry moved forward. A magnificent sight greeted him. For a long time, Harry had seen pictures of Dragonian in Hogwarts Library but he had never expected he would find them in this realm.
/{This is totally amazing}\ Harry whispered as he watch the ten Dragonians playing chess.
The Dragonians snapped and their head turned towards Harry. Harry took a step back warily; ready to bolt should they attack. One of them moved towards Harry and eyed him with his single eye. Harry could sense the wisdom, power and knowledge held with this Dragonian. In a few seconds, the Dragonian spoke.
/{You spoke our language, young Mortal, didn't you?}\
Somehow, this was more like a statement to Harry than a question. Harry nodded without a word. Somehow, this Dragonian reminded Harry of the Norse god, Odin.
/{What's your name, young mortal?}\
/{Harry Potter.}\
The Dragonian didn't even flinch or show any signs of emotion change.
/{You say that you are Harry Potter, the new Lord of Light, didn't you? Prove it, young one.}\
Harry rolled up his right sleeves and showed the sign. The Dragonian bent closer to examine the mark. Harry could felt the Dragonian's breath on his arm. After a short while, the Dragonian straighten up and declared:
/{Well, Harry Potter, you are indeed the Lord of Light, but to gain entry into the Dragoncross, you must said my name and my title. Only one chance is given. If you got it wrong, we will have to rip you apart.}\ His voice was calm and held no emotion.
Harry was stunned. His inner-self started to say, 'Follow your Heart, Harry, to whatever it leads you to.'
Steadying himself, Harry went through all the information stored in his mind. Odin...It sounded right...but his title...The guardian of wisdom. Even the idea itself sounded stupid. Then it hitted him.
/{Odin, Chief Counselor of King Arankonir, Supreme in wisdom, and knowledge of the realm of Elves, Human and Dragonians. First Class Order of Kendra, granted by the former King, Argwardion. Second in command in the realm of Dragonians. Sent here to guard the Dragoncross by King Arankonir for a sacred Artifact of your realm.}\
The Dragonian eyed Harry with surprise over his face and asked, surprisingly in English.
"You are a true Warrior of both force and knowledge. I shall grant you passage into the Dragoncross. But beware, in the Dragoncross only when you have reach and retrieve the Dragonsword, you are consider successful. But you are to leave all your weapons, armors and shields here."
Very unwillingly, Harry removed his armor, shield and sword.
"Now, young mortal, enter the Dragoncross!"
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Half of the day had gone and Odin and the rest of the Dragonians were beginning to wonder if Harry had died in the quest. As far as he could remember in his forty years here, no elf had entered the Dragoncross and had walked out alive. Even they themselves also had problems coming out alive. So how can a mere mortal? Odin was interrupted by a solitary figure walking slowly and steadily towards the Dragonians. Drawing out their swords, the Dragonians prepared themselves for an attack.
However this action was not necessary, for the solitary figure proved to be Harry. The Dragonians lowered their weapons and glided forward to greet him. However, when they reached Harry, their jaws dropped in surprise. Harry had managed walk into Dragoncross and back without a scar on him.
What is most surprising to Odin was the item strapped on Harry's back. It was a sword. Harry reached Odin and unfastened the sword and handed it over to Odin.
/{I have help you recover your sacred artifact from Srakronl,}\ said Harry as putted on his armor. /{As far as I can see, none who had gone in had survived the encounter with Srakronl. If I'm right, Srakronl is a fallen Dragonian.}\
All the Dragonians nodded mutely.
/{Very well, as I had completed the task set down by the Elf King Aurgdani, I must return to the warriors who had brought me here.}\
With this, Harry disappeared. With a bright flash of light, Harry reappeared in the Tree of Everlasting. Looking around at the stunned faces, Harry said.
//I have completed the tests.//
//Very well, Lord Harry, you and your friends may return back to your realm.//
//Thank you,// replied Harry graciously.
TBC...
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Here's another chapter, my friends. This is my longest chapter yet. Harry and his friends will be returning to Hogwarts the next chapter. Romance between Janet and Harry will bloom, much to popular demands. Ah...yes! I have decided to include a joke section at the end of my stories! A word of thanks to my reviewers. They are:
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