Chapter 2: Battle scenes
The Archsage seemingly glided down the flight of steps, into the main area of his abode. He had been recuperating from the battle with Nergal, sustained solely by his will and magic. After all, death does not come easily for those who have lived for thousands of years.
The Archsage was clothed in his usual purplish robes. They were faded to a gentler blue; and occasionally there were little burn marks, from his numerous battles in throughout his life.
In a distinct contrast to the robes, was his silvery white hair. It was so long, that if he had not combed it back, it would have definitely covered the whole of his face – which was actually very much hidden already, thanks to the bushy mustache and beard he grew.
"Lord Athos! Why, you look much better already. I'll go inform Lord Pent and Lady Louise.'
"Thank you. And please get Lady Alice as well. She will be needed."
At hearing this, the young attendant raised an eyebrow, but bowed respectfully all the same, then set out to complete these tasks.
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Somewhere in the desert wastes, stood two 20ish men, bending over to scrutinize a prone figure. The two men were large and bulky, each distinctively different from the other. The first was a tall man with a stocky build. He had a large body, but most of it went to his height. The other was quite the opposite, most of his weight contributing to his waist length.
The two men were both lightly dressed; the only substantial piece of armor on them being their shoulder plates. From either sides of the plate extended a belt that was slung diagonally across their bodies, joining together at the chest. The taller of the two had a hung an iron sword behind his back, on that belt. He wore a light greenish tunic and long brown pants. His hair was a light azure green, which he held above his forehead by means of a headband.
His partner, however, suspended his slim axe from the side of his waist belt. This obese man wore a khaki singlet, complete with matching three-quarters. His hair was orange and was similarly held up by a headband.
Our protagonist was hauled up onto the back of the camel, unconscious. With a speed almost impossible, considering all the sand, the camel sped off, towards the west, just as the sunset arrived…
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Armor clashing
Iron against iron
Steel against steel
Fire
Thunder
Wind
"IKE!"
With a jolt, the young man woke up, only to uninviting darkness.
"Is this... am I dead" he asked. He sat up on the bed, realizing that he must have been found and rescued. But was it friend or foe that saved him?
His heart racing, the young mage stood up and felt the cold floor beneath his legs. He was indeed clothed, but his belongings were gone. Naglfar! Even Naglfar was gone. Searching the room for a bit, he found nothing and decided the only way out was to find the tomes for himself.
Until then, he thought, I'll just have to do some … spy mission … heh heh. Like the wind, he swept out of the room, and then stealthily hid up a pillar, hiding atop a beam of the shack. He stayed hidden, hoping to surprise his captors. And thus he waited… and waited and waited…
Finally, after what seemed like eternity, a man came forth to the room. He seemed to be an axe fighter of sorts. As expected, the fighter rushed out of the room upon finding no one, and rushed out the corridor headed for another hall. With a giant smirk on his face, the "prisoner" followed quietly, crawling on all fours via the rooftop beams.
The plan worked and the fighter had led him to a huge living area, where another man, presumably a myrmidon or a ranger, was resting.
"ANIKI! The mage! He, he escaped!" shouted the plump axe fighter.
"What!" Shouted his companion. The swordfighter immediately took up his blade.
"You idiot! He might just be hiding somewhere, listening to us!"
"Wha…" He, too, raised his axe and readied himself in an attacking stance.
The young man, who had indeed seen all this, was not about to jump down to his death. He knew that he needed his tomes if he wanted to stand a chance against these bandits. Just then, the young mage saw it. His bag was lying across the room next to a table. He considered his situation. If he ran for the bag, he would reveal himself, but was his speed enough for him to arm himself before the bandits could attack? With a sigh, the mage decided that it would be the only way.
Bracing himself, the young man dropped to the hard floor, then ran towards his bag. The two grunts spotted him and ran after him. Sensing the two catching up to him, the young mage ran faster and faster, putting all his energies into his only hope. Miraculously, he made it, and whipped out his Elwind tome.
"Futo wdnielf!"
The massive hall suddenly seemed to shrink, as an eerie light enveloped the area. Massive winds whipped up and, as if possessed, went for the axe fighter. The wind caught him full in the face and sheared his clothes and the skin within, spilling blood forth.
"Arghh!"
"Genro!" His friend, who was left unscathed from the attack, quickly went in to attack the powerful mage. With a massive roar, he lunged forth and plunged his sword into the mage, who was not able to react, having focused his energies on the spell.
Fresh blood flowed rapidly from the wound on his right arm, but the young mage was strong enough not to flinch. Instead he moved his palm over to the ranger's face, which was pale with fright. And at point blank range, gritting his teeth to withstand the pain, the young mage shouted:
"Futo wdnielf!"
"Shilde Magi"
A pink light surrounded the Ranger just as the winds made contact. Like Genro, the ranger was injured, sliced up by the furious winds, but he was not dead, despite getting the full brunt of the attack. The mage looked to his left and saw two people. Two all too familiar people.
"So...soren?"
- - - - - - - - - -Yes! Haha, my first battle scene. I'm dammed proud. I put in a lot of effort to make it FE like, but realistic as well. If you wanted to know, I'll make spells by jumbling up their names. El (f) wind wdnielf. Futo comes from Futon, as some of you may already know, meaning Wind Release in Japanese. I'm a naruto fan : )
And now you know who that guy finally is. It's real hard to describe a character with just the same old word: he, he and he… In any case it's finally out, so please R&R.
Thanks for reading