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Yay! Chapter seven up.
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Heh, I kind of remind myself of Johnny Weir.
You know. Johnny Weir. The American Olympic figure skater.
GAH! Did you even watch the Torino Olympics? See Shaun White? AAO (Apolo Anton Ohno)? Bode? Sasha Cohen? The Italian 10x4 cross country relay team? No?
Ack, go get a freaking TV.
Ivan kicked a tree in disgust. Out of all the places to be, they were in Xian.
Garet was flirting with a bunch of girls, being stupid and thick at the same time. Wait…he was always stupid and thick. And blunt. And stupid. And worthless.
He sighed and kicked the tree harder for thinking these thoughts. He wasn't thinking them when Garet had saved his worthless hide, oh, about a thousand times.
"Hey, Ivan. What are you doing here?"
He jumped, turned around in midair, fumbled for his staff, and managed to smack his head on a low limb in the process.
His heart beat faster as he recognized that voice.
Yep. There she was, Feizhi, just as he remembered her. Beautiful as ever.
The first thing he noticed was that she wasn't taller than him any more.
"Gah…uh…er…oh…uh, hey, Fei."
She laughed. "Frogs building nests in your throat?"
"IIIIIIIVAAAAAN!"
He grinned at Feizhi. "Sorry, I'm being paged."
Feizhi looked sad. "Oh. Well, okay. See ya later."
She left. Ivan went to yell at Garet.
Isaac and Jenna were out looking for wildberries in the woods, at the request of the inn. They were having a heck of a good time with it, too. Since wildberries, in the current season, covered the ground like ant on a honey-covered sugar cube, it was a pretty easy task. In fact, they probably squished more berries while walking than they picked.
When a basket got full, they sent it, via djinni, to the inn, where the innkeeper's wife was making crumbles, scones, pies, jams, cakes, jellies, wedges, preserves, and candied berries. The djinn were throwing berries in the baskets in a feverish contest that required, as Flint put it, "skill, speed, and the ability to panic."
The monsters here were admirably weak. A few little bursts of Fume dispatched them quickly. Isaac and Jenna cleared a little patch of ground and sat down to watch the djinni run around in a frenzy.
"HEY! Those were mine!" squeaked Flash, her tail waving.
"Well, you snooze, you-OUCH!" Yelled Bane, rubbing his ears where her fireball had struck him.
"Gods. Males these days." Flash muttered, as she continued throwing her reclaimed patch of berries into baskets and dashing off to the inn.
Bane hopped up and down, looking for berries. The current clearing was almost empty, and he was about to move on to the next one when-
A black spire of shale erupted from the ground, flew half a mile into the air, and came spiraling toward Isaac and Jenna. Isaac reacted instantly, rolling them away to safety.
The pillar hit the ground and shattered, shrapnel flying in all directions. The djinn dove for cover, all thoughts of the contest now forgotten.
When thewhirlwind of rubble cleared, a black-hooded figure was standing in the clearing.
He raised a blade at the tree Jenna was standing behind. Vines burst from the ground and tangled themselves all around her, suspending her from a tree, completely helpless.
Isaac had flipped his head to look at her, but now instead watched his enemy. His sword was drawn, and was ready in a guard position.
His attacker laughed and said, "Foolish idiot. I am no android. You will not live this day."
Isaac did not reply, but instead continued to circled his adversary.
His assailant faced him. They circled each other, looking for an opening.
His antagonist twitched, slightly. Isaac didn't respond. It was an obvious trick.
When his foe finally raised his blade to strike, Isaac blocked it, easily. His rival seemed to take this as a sign to go all out, and struck blows with such fury that Isaac was forced to take steps back to avoid being made into a shish kabob.
He soon regained his composure, however. Their swords rang as they struck against each other, metal on metal. Sparks flew in all directions and chips of steel, coal, and Orihalcon flew in all directions.
It didn't take a genius to see that Isaac was losing pretty badly. But not too badly.
Jenna watched, completely helpless from her position in the undergrowth. Isaac was being forced back into the spring that their camp was built by.
Suddenly, Kilos took out something round and maroon. Instantly, Isaac froze.
Jenna squinted. She couldn't recognize the item…oh.
It was a…fury bomb?
Why would Kilos use a two-way, anger-stimulating child's toy?
Kilos grinned and hurled the sphere at the ground, releasing a reddish-black haze.
Isaac sheathed his sword and held his breath.
Kilos didn't.
Instead, he began a furious barrage that sent Isaac scurrying for his life. Blow after blow rained down on the shrubbery and foliage before Isaac got Excalibur unsheathed again. It seemed that the miasma had its effect on him as well, because his attacks were more enraged and commanding than before.
Nine blackish-brownish djinn-like creatures waddled in defense of their leader, only to be met by Flint, Sap, Bane, Ground, Quartz, Geode, Crystal, Meld, and Flower.
Before, sparks flew where blades crossed. Now, sparks poured all around, causing several small fires.
Where Spires, Gaias, Earthquakes, and Odysseys hadn't torn up the ground, that is.
Isaac took this chance to try out a new Psynergy he'd been testing.
He muttered, "Efficacy."
Immediately, lightning-charged blades rained down upon the enemy, before he was skewered upon a colossal, flaming and blazing razor blade which made an enormous depression in the ground.
This attacked was answered by a shouted command from inside the maelstrom of fire and rock. "Juggernaut."
A yellowish propulsion of energy, trees, bedrock, and soil mowed over the entire battleground, obliterating everything in its way as it charged toward Isaac. Isaac leaped out of the way, but not soon enough. The juggernaut rammed him, slamming him against a tree, which was plowed over by the sheer force and slammed him into the ground.
And still it wasn't done. It drove a hole in the ground, forcing him into the earth. However, before it could dig too deep (using him as a drill bit), Kilos apparently ran out of PP.
He cursed, and charged at Isaac as he was jumping out of the hole.
"Damn! Why am I not at full power?" Kilos shouted as he and Isaac crossed blades again, with noticeably less vigor.
This went on for several minutes as Jenna squirmed to get free of the vines entangling her. Finally, she was able to reach her Tisiphone Edge and cut herself free with one swish! of the deadly blade.
When she landed on the ground, she yelled over the smog, "Phoenix Fume!"
A bird-like incarnation of fire blazed in the noon sky, apparently drawing energy from the sun before dive-bombing Kilos's form, causing an enormous half-sphere of fire to spread and blaze in all directions, the core being the enemy's form.
Kilos swore, then retreated with a snarl and the words, "You win round one, but next time you won't have your little friend here!" Then he was gone in a blaze of darkness.
Before they could rest, however, a giant bird swooped at them, multiple beaks open. Jenna tackled Isaac, knocking him out of the way.
"The bags!" He told her. "The dried rice! Feed it to it!"
Jenna's mind whirled as she thought this over. "Why?" she finally yelled.
"Because dried rice kills birds!" He called.
She remembered Garet, back in Vale, feeding birds rice to watch them have a choking reaction and have their heads pop off.
She dived the bags, fumbled at the bags of rice, and managed to pitch two into the open beaks of the monstrous bird.
The bird quit flying. Spasms wracked its body as one, two, then finally the third head popped off, landing pleasantly in the pre-made hole.
The crisis temporarily over, the two collapsed on the tattered grass, panting.
After about thirty minutes of recovery, Isaac sat up and examined his Excalibur. It was now a dented, blackened, and chipped hunk of Orihalcon.
"Jenna, we need to get to a blacksmith."
"One just moved into town. Sunshine's son, if you can believe that."
"Good. Let's get there sometime soon."
She sat up. Then, with a groan, she pushed herself to her feet.
The djinn, especially the Venus ones, were spread out on the torn-up turn, equally tired.
Isaac stood up, dusted himself off, and started gathering up equipment.
"That was certainly…furious." He remarked.
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