Ch. 6
Black Mage peered through the door, but couldn't see anything, for it was pitch black.
"Come in, Black Mage! I have been expecting you!" The voice came from deep within the cave. He had no choice. He went inside. The door creaked closed behind him. Torches prang to life, lighting up the room, and exposing a long corridor. Black Mage walked down the long corridor. At the other end of the corridor stood another door blocking his way.
He reached for the knob, the door opened, and he stepped through. Through the door, on the other end of the room was a throne and a pedestal. As he stepped closer, he saw a large black figure perched on the throne, and White Mage lying on the pedestal. "So you finally came?" asked Backgamman.
"Why'd you do it?" asked Black Mage angrily.
"The same reason you sacrifice little children." chuckled Backgamman.
"Then you chose your hobby well." Returned Black Mage.
"Shall we dance?" asked the major fiend.
"We shall." Answered the lesser fiend.
Black Mage lunged forward, slicing with his knife. Backgamman jumped back and blocked with a game board. He quickly followed up with a barrage of dice and small black and white game chips.
They hit their mark and exploded on contact. Black Mage chuckled, and copying his enemy's form, let loose a barrage of knives. Backgamman created a magic mirror; the knives redirected and penetrated the floor. Backgamman smiled evilly. He screeched to a halt near the knives, placed his hands on the ground and yelled "Board FLIP!" He grasped the ground and pulled it up, creating a tidal wave of earth and debris. Thinking too slowly, Black Mage cast featherfall, and was flung againts the wall and bounced off. He stood up and dusted himself off.
Before he knew what was happening, Black Mage felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. He spun around to see Backgamman, still holding his Backgammon board. Before he had a chance to recharge from using his attack, Black Mage decided to end the battle.
"SNAKEDOKKEN!" and with that, snakes shot from his hands. Backgamman tried to block the onslaught with his arms, but to no avail. The snakes wrapped around his arms like grapes around a pole. He was unable to move freely, which left him open to nearly any attack.
By button mashing, Black Mage sent out an attack that was never seen before. To Backgamman, it looked like the five on a dice. Not exactly sure what he had done, Black Mage looked closely. He had launched four knives in a square, and in the middle he had shot a pillar of water laced with electricity.
The knives caught the cuffs of Backgamman's sleeves and pants. The sheer force of the knives threw him against the wall, where the knives planted firmly. He wasn't going anywhere soon. The water slammed his stomach with as much force as a fire hose. Water splashed all over him, weakening his skins' resistance to electricity. The electricity slammed into him like a train. Fried beyond reason, He forced out a "You win" then passed out.
As Backgamman lost consciousness, White Mage regained consciousness. She looked up at Black Mage and smiled.
End Ch. 6