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Chapter 6
Song of Redemption
Dimitri grabbed the shaft and pulled. The picture seemed to distort and lengthen, and as Dimitri's hand came out, it pulled the most beautiful spear Dimitri had ever seen out of it.
The shaft was a good six feet, carved of pure ebony, and was jet black. Blue veins shot throughout, illuminating the beautiful carvings of roses. Near the head, a guard jutted out, made to look like bat wings facing the sharp end of the spear. The head was a foot long, and looked razor sharp.
(Don't have time to be awed) Dimitri muttered to himself, spinning around with the spear in his hand. John had Pyron by the arm and was biting ferociously, while Felicia was busy dealing with some skeletons- they had broken free of the wall and attacked her. Pyron's free hand was turning into a flaming sword, and Dimitri figured that if he managed to cut John with it, a quick death would follow. Dimitri charged Pyron, remembering the first rule of spear fighting:
*Always remember that you have the advantage of range. You can kill them before they can touch you- so long as you are fast with your spear.*
The same advisor who had taught him to appear emotionless had taught him to fight. Dimitri heeded him now and jabbed at Pyron's face from the end of it's long reach, too far back for Pyron to strike him.
Pyron saw the spear coming, but he didn't think it would hurt him. After all, only the most powerful enchanted weapons could even scratch him...
Right before the spear pierced Pyron's face, it suddenly shifted. Blue fire suddenly erupted in rivers out of the blue lines on the spear, forming burning rivers of flame. The fire seemed to flow over the spear, creating the illusion of running water. When it struck Pyron's face, it seemed to move forward, like a wave assaulting the shore, to strike him.
Pyron jerked back so hard from the blow that Jon was thrown off his arm and into a corner. He let out a mild "Oof!" as he hit the wall.
Pyron was screaming in the most intense agony he had ever known. His face felt as though it had been the ground chosen for atomic testing in Nevada. He backed off, thrashing and screaming. The skeletons collapsed around Felicia, as the dark sorceries animating them were dismantled by the force of Dimitri's strike and Pyron's agony. One that had been clutching her leg fell to pieces about her. She drew back, shivering in fear at the screaming, bleeding figure before her. Pyron's face around the wound was shattered. She could see a inner fire, darker than his flaming skin, that must have been the soul of his being. The horn above was shattered, almost like if a wave had smashed against it.
Pyron cast the first spell that came to mind, a teleportation spell. He disappeared in a blast of hellfire.
As the three left in the room started to get up, the spear's blazing flame retracted.
Chapter 6
Song of Redemption
Dimitri grabbed the shaft and pulled. The picture seemed to distort and lengthen, and as Dimitri's hand came out, it pulled the most beautiful spear Dimitri had ever seen out of it.
The shaft was a good six feet, carved of pure ebony, and was jet black. Blue veins shot throughout, illuminating the beautiful carvings of roses. Near the head, a guard jutted out, made to look like bat wings facing the sharp end of the spear. The head was a foot long, and looked razor sharp.
(Don't have time to be awed) Dimitri muttered to himself, spinning around with the spear in his hand. John had Pyron by the arm and was biting ferociously, while Felicia was busy dealing with some skeletons- they had broken free of the wall and attacked her. Pyron's free hand was turning into a flaming sword, and Dimitri figured that if he managed to cut John with it, a quick death would follow. Dimitri charged Pyron, remembering the first rule of spear fighting:
*Always remember that you have the advantage of range. You can kill them before they can touch you- so long as you are fast with your spear.*
The same advisor who had taught him to appear emotionless had taught him to fight. Dimitri heeded him now and jabbed at Pyron's face from the end of it's long reach, too far back for Pyron to strike him.
Pyron saw the spear coming, but he didn't think it would hurt him. After all, only the most powerful enchanted weapons could even scratch him...
Right before the spear pierced Pyron's face, it suddenly shifted. Blue fire suddenly erupted in rivers out of the blue lines on the spear, forming burning rivers of flame. The fire seemed to flow over the spear, creating the illusion of running water. When it struck Pyron's face, it seemed to move forward, like a wave assaulting the shore, to strike him.
Pyron jerked back so hard from the blow that Jon was thrown off his arm and into a corner. He let out a mild "Oof!" as he hit the wall.
Pyron was screaming in the most intense agony he had ever known. His face felt as though it had been the ground chosen for atomic testing in Nevada. He backed off, thrashing and screaming. The skeletons collapsed around Felicia, as the dark sorceries animating them were dismantled by the force of Dimitri's strike and Pyron's agony. One that had been clutching her leg fell to pieces about her. She drew back, shivering in fear at the screaming, bleeding figure before her. Pyron's face around the wound was shattered. She could see a inner fire, darker than his flaming skin, that must have been the soul of his being. The horn above was shattered, almost like if a wave had smashed against it.
Pyron cast the first spell that came to mind, a teleportation spell. He disappeared in a blast of hellfire.
As the three left in the room started to get up, the spear's blazing flame retracted.