I am dearly sorry for another long delay. I hoped to finish it sooner, but between work and a different story popping up in my head that dream wasn't fulfilled. Anyway, a thank you to all who have reviewed so far! It makes me glad people actually like me and my brother's story and two heroes! So after the delay, enjoy this chapter!

Battles in the Cold


William and Thora were fighting atop the Skycrown Battlements against a horde of demons that had surrounded. They continued to come, from the skies and over the fort wall. Thora was leaping on demons and slicing them with her battleaxe while William sprayed down shock pulses and occasionally impaled an enemy with his spear.

After what seemed like hours battling, the demons stopped coming, along with the two's massacre. Dozens of dead bodies both small and large lay around them!

"That vas a vell fought battle! Villiam?" Thora said, looking at her companion. He was examining his hat for blood and other demon muck.

"More like a massacre... Much more blood and battle here than the book ever described, yet I don't mind. Quite frankly I'm beginning to enjoy the thrill of battle." He replied. Thora smiled at this and pet the wizard's head, ruffling his raven black hair.

"Good boy."

A solider had appeared at that point, and he looked utterly astonished. "Did, did you two kill all these demons, all by yourselves?"

"Yes, ve did." Said the barbarian. The solider uttered a small sound before passing out cold.

"Either he passed out in sheer amazement, or just by blood loss." The wizard said.

Thora stopped petting William and walked up to the side of the battlements. She eyed the battlefield below, grinning fiercely.

Straightening his hair and placing his hat back, William hurried over beside Thora, "Wait, surely you're not thinking of leaping down there are you? We still need to-" He stopped when the barbarian went nose-to-nose with him.

"For Frodo." She then sprang into the battle -quite literally- that bellowed throughout the fields. "HYAAA!"

"WHO'S FRODO!? Guh, that blasted woman!" William sighed. He never understood his friend's fascination for leaping into danger or the unknown, yet decided to follow her right away. Last time she did this, William waited for awhile, then teleported to her at the, well, wrong time and nearly caught a beating. Surely that wouldn't happen again, but the wizard had become ever-so-paranoid since that encounter.


In the fields near the fort, Thora had landed on the head of a siegebreaker assault beast! It flailed it's arms wildly trying to get her off, and as a result took out both demons and men. Thora pulled out a spear-tipped chain from her belt and stomped the tip into the beast's neck.

William arrived in time to see a solider being slapped into the air by the siegebreaker, flying out of sight. Once spotting Thora riding the beast, her mad laughter ringing clear, William couldn't help but smile, "Ah, that woman never ceases to amaze me... And terrify me."

As it clears out the rest of a demon horde -with some men added in- Thora begins to take down this wicked beast. Chain in hand, she wraps it around the siegebreaker's neck and leaps to a spire rock. She tightly wraps the other end around it's base and makes way to the nearest cliff.

"Come here, foul beast! Come take a bite outta momma!" Thora taunted. The beast lets out an enraged howl before charging. Looking down, Thora leaps off the cliff and onto lower ground. William looks in astonishment as the beast follows Thora off, ultimately ending it's life with a snap of the neck.

"Oh... Would you look at that! The clumsy oaf hung itself! By god, that has to be the stupidest creature I've ever seen." The wizard teleported to Thora. "Well! That had to be the most insane act of purely flawless kills of a beast that size. Lacuni see lacuni do I suppose... You're lucky that chain held."

Looking up at the beast, Thora says, "You just have to go vith it, yah? Jump, pray your line is good, if not you'll die fighting... Vell, not us, because ve are UNSTOPPABLE! Hahaha!"


Much, much later...

William and Thora were trekking through an abandoned – and cold!- barrack. Thora gazed over her shoulder at William, who didn't seem to be affected by the temperature. "You are bearing the cold vell. That is surprising!"

"Of course. A mere chill won't take me down!" The wizard replied, trying to keep the noise of his chattering teeth low. He wasn't much in the mood or climate for Thora to snap back telling him to grow a pair. The barbarian only nods and turns back around.

CRAASH! A wall bursts open as a demonic tremor crawls forth with a legion of fallen beside it.

"Finally, foes worth killing!" William and Thora said simultaneously. They glanced at each other in shock of their shared words before drawing weapons. Like always, Thora charged into battle-again, quite literally-while William kept his distance and attacked with spells.

The barbarian tackled a fallen shaman to the ground, threw her battleaxe around it's neck, and repeatedly bashed her head against it's. The force, plus the hard armor of Thora's helmet, crushed the shaman's skull within a few seconds.

Most of the grunts were mortified. "Forget this creature, let's get at the shorter one!" Is what they most likely mused as they screamed and ran at William.

The wizard grinned, "I presume you'd like to experience a more, 'shocking' aspect of battle, hm?" He formed an electric orb, and with his magic spear he bounces it off the ground and back, each bounce discharging at the grunts. He kept bouncing it even after the grunts were finished with. "Never had it been so fun watching these imps burst into pieces! Heh heh heh!" He chuckles in satisfaction. He then bounces the orb up into the air, and rears up with his spear. He hits it hard, and it travels right where he wanted.

"Thora, look out!"

Thora rolled away before the orb hit and combusted in a storm of light and electricity. After an opera of shaky screams the light faded and nothing remained. The barbarian walked up to William.

"I could have killed them." She said.

"Oh, I'm sure. I merely wanted to show that I don't just scrounge around all day waiting for the leftovers!" Replied the wizard. He looked towards the gap in the wall, where it seem more fallen appeared. But most only poked their heads out to gawk at the two. Maybe they had heard their brethren shriek in terror?

After a moment of staring, a lone fallen 'lunatic' had waddled over to William and Thora. The companions shared another glance, this time with a devious gleam in their eyes. William bent down and held down the lunatic with an index finger while Thora reared up for a kick.

Then she kicked, punting the lunatic across the room. It exploded near the other fallen, somewhat harming them but at most making them run.

"Ha ha! Flee, then! Ve vill find you and squish you all like bugs!" Thora roared as they fled. William looked up at Thora and smiled,

"Well love, we shouldn't waste any time hunting them down now should we?"

The barbarian nodded, "Yes. Let us see who finds them first!" Laughing, she sprints into a hallway and out of William's sight. The wizard's affection fades at that moment.

"Huff, here we go again!"


Well, that was chapter four! Kind of simple, but I hope you liked the little lines-especially the Frodo one- and the way some actions were described. If you thought that scene with the Siegebreaker Assault Beast was unrealistic or exaggerated, hey! A lot of things are humorous when exaggerated, especially when Thora's involved! :P

I hope for chapter five to come sooner, but I won't promise you anything yet. So, erm, check in occasionally, I suppose? But before that, I might try and get this other story I have thought onto paper (Or computer screen). Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!