Chapter 4: Confrontation
"Gan!" Kuzoa said as he closed the door behind him. "Gan you bastard, get down here!"
Silence. Kuzoa inspected the 2nd floor. He wasn't there. As he went down the stairs, he noticed one of their windows had been broken, and blood was scattered on the floor. As he approached the area, he felt a disruption: kind of like something was squeezing his body.
"So he used Gravija….." He thought to himself. "Nevertheless, he was still kidnapped. Oh dang! I should be resting right now!"
"Whoa!" Gan bellowed as he nearly fell off an edge. He looked below and saw a deep abyss. "Volo Lacuna!"
The many pebbles on the ground started levitating, including Gan himself. He lessened the pull of gravity making everything levitate. Now came the tricky part. He had to concentrate so that the ground on the other side of the abyss would pull him, if he was a little bit off course, the abyss itself could pull him down.
Gan concentrated hard. "Apello Alterum…"
"Tell me. Where is it?" Nuandhaich hastily asked.
"Follow me."
The two went over to the clocktower in the center of the city, but instead of climbing upwards, which hunters and other people who wanted to train would do, they descended down the steps and into the abyss.
Faquir was cautiously descending down the steps, feeling for the railings so as not to fall down.
"Faquir….we don't have time for this." Nuandhaich suggested as he pushed Faquir to move faster. "The Baalists won't wait for us."
"Oh but we do have time." Faquir said as he closed his eyes, focusing his magic. "Retardo..Tamidu…"
Outside, the birds stopped flying, people stopped in the middle of their tracks. The streams of Al de Baran stopped flowing. Time had stopped.
"Na 'taka iyo tamidu…."
"Yes lord Baal. Time seems to have stopped."
"Shu 'bhak teronashe Bho 'shyo ro, Archaeon…"
"Of course…."
Archaeon stood up from his chair and walked out the door. As he opened it, an elegantly dressed woman stopped his path.
"Illu—"
"—Black Mamba. That is how you will call me, ya hear?"
"Ok….I'll treat you out for dinner after I finish off his "Faquir"…"
Black Mamba placed her palm on Archaeon's chin. "No." She then pushed him with such force that he fell down and made a hole in the floor. "I'm not interested in your cheap pick up lines! Ugh, please!"
"Made it!" Gan said as he landed safely on the other side. "…but I still don't know where I am…."
In front of him was a long hall, and he could faintly see a person. A person moving at incredible speeds.
"T-That's physically impossible!" Gan bellowed as he waved his torch right and left. "I-It's coming…."
The figure was racing at top speed towards him, going at speeds a human being could never do. "M-Maybe it's not human? No. That'll be worse."
Gan put on a worried expression. He closed his eyes in fear. "Great…I don't even know where I die! Ugh…..just get over with it!"
"Faquir! A flame!" Nuandhaich pointed out. Not far from here was a young acolyte as well, holding a torch in his hand.
"Interesting. If I were him, I'd see a figure moving at extreme speeds." Faquir said as he chuckled. "I merely slowed down time….except for us of course."
Nuandhaich observed the flames. Yes, they were acting in a very……slow manner.
"Time to give our friend here the shock of his life!" Faquir looked the figure in the eye. "Reparo Tamidu…" He whispered.
