The Three Headed Beast
After walking fifty feet through another narrow hallway, Shadimir and Kozaf were about to enter the next room, unaware of the fight taking place in the room they had left behind. Kozaf had told his men to remain behind in the hallway while he and the undead hunter go inside.
Just like the last room, the room they had entered, the walls and floor were made of a white marble and crystal orbs that glowed in each corner lighted the room. What was different about this room was there were two open doorways five feet apart from each other.
One of the doorways had a blue glow radiating from the other side, while at the other doorway stood a bizarre looking three headed beast.
Shadimir examined the three heads. The head on the left was a head of a white haired goat, in the center was a head of a lion, while the head on the right was a blue head's head.
"What is that?" Kozaf asked.
"I think that's a chimera," Shadimir answered.
In the room where Shadimir had fought the death tyrant, Deidra was jumping left, avoiding the crack of Karin's whip.
The monk was enjoying this very much. She laughed as her eyes watched the halfling jumping wildly to avoid the long black tendril.
Karin twirled the long black tendril around her head, while Deidra darted forward, slashing the dagger in her left hand across the monk's stomach, then turned left.
The sensation of pain filled Karin's body as stepped back and she snapped her hand forward, cracking the whip at the halfling's face.
Deidra sidestepped the monk's whip, but a strong ringing filled her ears. The halfling couldn't hear some of the taunts the monk was yelling at her.
The dark haired halfling lunged at the monk, her left hand stabbing her dagger in the monk's hip, and with a hard flick of her right hand, Deidra knocked the whip away from Karin's hand.
Karin brought a hard right hand across Deidra's face, jarring one of the halfling's teeth loose. The monk then dipped left, driving her left fist in the halfling's shoulder.
Deidra stumbled backwards, feeling her jaw beginning to swell and her shoulder throbbing in pain. She watched as the monk's right hand that bore a dark stain in the middle, begin to shake lightly and saw the wicked grin her eyes.
"Quivering palm," Karin said lightly as she sprang forward, her open palm about to strike the halfling's neck.
The monk was ready to connect with her attack, but Deidra moved her head sideways and her right arm upward, stabbing her dagger in the monk's throat.
In all her years of service to the goddess Loviatar, the Maiden of Pain, Karin had experienced all kinds of pain, but never like this. Within a matter of seconds, Karin had lost all feeling in her body.
Deidra walked the monk's body fall over to her side, and her eyes slowly shut. The halfling looked over, seeing Jepetto's body shift into a small rock.
"What a day," Deidra whispered as she walked over to the monk's body and retrieved the dagger from her neck. If she had looked close enough, Deidra would have seen the smile across the monk's lips.
The chimera flapped its blue leathery wings as it slowly walked its way towards Shadimir.
Holding Gabriel at his side, Shadimir stepped up to the chimera and drove the mace in his left hand down, slapping the goat's head, then slashed Gabriel in a horizontal arc across the lion's face. The chimera retaliated by slashing its claws across Shadimir's chest.
Shadimir felt the claws rip into his armor, breaking through his skin, then he felt the chimera goat head butting him in his side.
The force from the goat's head butt knocked Shadimir to the floor, causing the hunter's weapons to slip from his fingers.
The chimera jumped on top of Shadimir's chest, its weight crushing his ribs.
While Shadimir was being pinned by the chimera, Kozaf quickly snuck past the three headed beast, running into the room that radiated the blue glow.
From the hallway, the little girl sensed the undead hunter was in danger. Using her strength, the little half elven girl broke off her shackles and quickly teleported into the room where the chimera was standing on Shadimir.
One moment, Shadimir was feeling the beast's large body crushing him, then the next he watched the chimera slowly levitate off of him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his daughter Dalla moving her fingers.
From Dalla's fingers spouted white blazing fire that engulfed the chimera that hovered above Shadimir. The hunter shut his eyes as he heard the shrieks coming from all three of the chimera's heads. When he opened the eyes, the chimeras entire body nothing more than a massive pile of black ash floating above him.
The little girl moved her hands, throwing the chimera's ashes to the corner of the room.
Shadimir fluttered his eyes open, seeing Dalla standing still. "Are you okay papa?" she asked in a quiet childish voice as her eyes looked down at him.
The hunter sat up, then scooped Dalla in his arms, holding her tightly. At last his little girl was safe, but then Shadimir realized something.
"Since when could you talk little lady?" Shadimir asked his little girl, with excitement in his voice.
Dalla giggled, then her body shifted to a tall beautiful woman with long silver hair that was all messy and tangled. She wore a long black tattered robe and black leather boots. Shadimir had met this woman before. She had brought Dalla to him when Lylith had died.
The Simbul placed her hand on Shadimir's arm and softly said," Your daughter and your friend are safe Shadimir. I helped them escape the other night, and brought them to Alustriel. She then placed them into hiding."
"What's there left to do?" he asked her.
"You still have to go and finish Kozaf," The Simbul answered for him," You must save the treasures of Greywolf. Surely you don't think she deserves to have her tomb plundered by someone as weak as Kozaf?"
"No she doesn't," Shadimir said softly, grabbing his weapons up off the ground.
In the doorway, Kozaf's henchmen entered the room, their weapons drawn. The Simbul waited for Shadimir to run into the blue glowing room to finish Kozaf. When the hunter was out of her sight, The Witch Queen of Aglarond turned to the men who had now stood before her. She had made a promise to Dalla's mother after she had killed her to always protect her little girl, and she would make these men pay for keeping her captive.
From the back, Bilof looked up and saw the Simbul. A look of sheer terror swept over his face when he realized who he and his comrades were up against.
"We have to run!" Bilof screamed at the top of his lungs as he watched the orange fire begin to form in the Simbul's hands.
Bilof and his men didn't have much time to escape as the flames in the Simbul's hands sprayed wildly at the henchmen. All they could do was scream as the raging fire swallowed them up.