I loved viewing the world from above in Angel's arms. It is a shame that the view on these lands was quite depressing. once we left Tirisfal Glades it became even worse, the Western Plaguelands reeked of the undead stench, everything that once grew here was dead. I couldn't stand the undead, everything they leave in their wake simply dies. I was so happy to have met the exception to that rule, I was given life by someone who was theoratically undead, and now I loved her with all my heart. I pressed my cheek against hers and played with her hair in an attemp to put my mind to something else.
"Getting real bored there aren't we?" Angel said.
"I'm sorry I don't have much to do here, are we almost there?"
"How about you fly us there?"
"I wish I could, but I'm afraid I lack your beautiful wings," I smiled.
I feared Angel was pushing too hard again, flying all the way to the Chapel at top speed while carrying me and without stopping once. When I asked her, she said she was all right and that I shouldn't worry. I just couldn't help but worry for her, though. Even more so after those breakdowns she had earlier, they frightened me to no end. I felt sad at the same time, she saved my life, did everything to help me, loved me back, and then this is what she gets in return, even more pain.
We landed outside of the walls surrounding Light's Hope at night, a few torches lit the area. Almost instantly we drew the attention we knew we would draw. Several paladins walked to us, weapons at the ready.
"No time to explain, I got a sealed letter from the banshee queen here," I pulled the letter out of my robes, "get it to your commander right away, we have no time to lose!"
One of them took the letter without saying a word, two remained behind with us. While we were waiting for the man to return we heard the sound of rattling chains behind us. While I was still wondering what it could be, one of two men had already sounded the alarm, he frantically ran towards the chapel yelling out to get ready. The other man told us to get to the chapel fast. The first man who had taken the letter ran out of the chapel, drew his weapon and ran past me.
"Do not touch the val'kyr, she is with us!" he yelled.
Some of the soldiers who had already set their sights on Angel looked confused but folllowed him.
"What's going on here?" I demanded loudly.
"Scourge attack!" was the answer I got.
"Let's go Aelana," Angel said.
"To where?"
"Help them."
I nodded, I unstrapped my staff that had been at my back for a while and prepared my healing spells. I ran to where the soldiers had been going, together with Angel. Out there was a large group of scourge, mostly ghouls and zombies, not the strongest enemies but they were in large numbers. If I were to make a guess I'd say there were about seventy of them, and another twenty already dead. I got to work immediately at a paladin who was lying on the ground severely bleeding from a cut in his right leg. I removed the armour as fast as I could and went to work, mending the wound and stitching his skin back together with my holy magics. A quick glance around the soldiers fighting in the light of the torches told me that this man was in worst shape. That is, if you don't consider the two corpses of the men they had claimed. I paid extra attention to Angel who just blasted three ghouls down in a single hit. I knew she hadn't rested yet and yelled to her to take it easy as I knew that the amount of energy those blasts required was quite high. She looked at me and then ran to the wall, grabbing a sword of one of the victims.
"This should work," she said to me.
I quickly put a protective spell on her and aided the other soldiers from a distance. They seemed to be able to take these lesser scourge on without much trouble and didn't require a lot of assistance. I watched Angel as she sliced through many undead in quite the same way the paladins were. Her movements were precise and balanced and I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. Her addition to our forces made this battle even more one sided than it already was, very few soldiers got injured, one of them, though, had to leave the battlefield with a severed left hand. His screaming got my attention fast and I made sure the wound was closed before sending him to the infirmery to check for infections. The attack was repelled shortly after that and people were beginning to move their two fallen brethern to the cemetery when a screaching cry pierced the air.
Everyone looked in the direction it came from. A dragon consisting of bones was what I saw in the light of the full moon.
"A frost wyrm!" one of the men said, "prepare the balllistae!" he ordered.
"I got this," Angel determinedly said.
Before I could intercept she was already flying towards the flying monstrosity with her sword in her hand. The sound of sword clashing against bones could be heard from the ground. The wyrm hit Angel full on with a frost breath attack which shook me dearly, she emerged from it seemingly unharmed. Over the course of their fight I became more and more turned on by her, a warmth spread between my legs and I wanted her to make love to me so badly. I almost started touching myself but barely managed to control myself. One massive blast from Angel's dark and light magic finished the weakened wyrm off as it fell helplessly to the ground, crashing about thirty metres from the wall. The soldiers cheered and I ran to Angel as she landed next to the skeletal dragon. I put my arms around her and kissed her quickly before I climaxed right then and there, I trembled from the impact.
"That was easy," she jokingly said.
"I am sorry, I couldn't contain myself," I whispered.
"I love you, Aelana."
"I love you too, my Angel."
