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Chapter Six: The One Shot, One Kill Spell
"So, Gaav, prepare to die!" Thila spat, and giving a battle cry, launched herself at him, with Xellos not so far behind.
Their blades clashed together, and rang out like bells through the silent city. "You are strong for one so small," Gaav said, faces inches apart.
"I'M FUN-SIZED!" she yelled, and twisted out of the way as Gaav brought a dagger slashing up right where her stomach was. He blocked her upward slash with the dagger, but then she stabbed him in his stomach with her dagger. They broke apart, Gaav clutching his stomach as black miasma flowed from his wound. She grinned, first blood- er first miasma was hers.
"How could a dagger do so much damage?" Gaav asked her.
"Enchanted daggers, you can only use them once, but they work quite well on lesser demons and monsters," she explained.
"Then," he said with an evil glint in his eyes, "Let's take it up a notch!" He phased away, and appeared behind Thila, sword ready to stab her through the back. She twisted, so that it only grazed her side. Miasma and fresh blood seeped from the wound.
She grimaced in pain. "Nice try, but Xellos warned me about that little tactic of yours."
She jumped out of the way as Xellos came up behind her, and his staff clashed with Gaav's sword. "So, double-teaming me then?" Gaav said as he easily blocked Xellos's countering blow. "You cannot hope to defeat me with such tricks!" he laughed, and phased away from the enchanted dagger that Thila had thrown at his back.
The dagger lodged itself in Xellos's shoulder instead, making him yell out in severe pain. "Watch it!" he yelled as he phased away to treat his wound.
"Damn! Sorry!" Thila apologized as she used her cape to deflect another blow from Gaav's sword. She took out her sword and ran the blade across Gaav's stomach making him scream in agony.
"You are quite strong, little assassin," he said weakly as miasma flowed from his would-be fatal wound.
Fun-sized, Thila thought, annoyed.
"But I'm afraid that your friend deserted you!" Gaav laughed.
Thila was panting. "If I know Xellos, he'll heal up fast, and be back here in an instant," she said, catching her breath during this brief break in fighting. She clutched her wounded side. "Damn!" she swore. Why won't it heal faster? she thought.
Gaav answered her unspoken question. "You are not the only one who has little tricks, assassin!" he said triumphantly. "This sword makes healing go much slower, and is poisoned!"
Thila felt her knees collapse as the poison took affect. She dropped down to one knee, her face a mask of pain.
Gaav towered above her. "Good-bye assassin!" he said, and brought his blade down for the kill.
Thila could not phase away because of the poison restricting her, and could only wait for the end…which never came.
She opened her eyes and saw the end of a wooden staff protruding from Gaav's chest. Gaav screamed and dropped his sword, eyes wide with shock. Not wasting another moment, she jumped out of the way, and landed a few feet away to see Xellos, with his staff lodged in Gaav's back. "Now, Thila! Use your spell!" he yelled, and collapsed as Gaav stabbed him in the same spot as before.
"Xellos!" she cried out. I must use this time to my advantage, she thought and stood, rather shakily, as Gaav turned to face her.
"Now, where were we?" he said.
"I still have one more little trick, Gaav" she said.
"Oh, and what would that be?" he asked with a grin.
"A little spell that Rezo the Red Priest gave me when he healed my fatal wound over 100 years ago," Thila replied.
"No spell can defeat me!" Gaav said laughing, but grimaced in pain and collapsed, because of the wound that Xellos inflicted on him.
"Wanna bet?" Thila said, and started chanting.
"Heed me now, thou which shines with heaven's light,
Heed me now, thou that are older than time itself,
and grant me this request,"
"No, that—that's impossible!" Gaav yelled as Thila became surrounded in light. "No one could wield that much power!" he said, as Thila continued chanting.
"Wipe this evil from this world,
and send it back to chaos.
Your power is my power,
my body the vassal
and I pledge myself to thee,"
Wings of light appeared on Thila's back, and glowed with a golden aura, charging up with all the pure light she summoned. She screamed as the light engulfed her, fighting to stay conscious.
"HOLY LIGHT!"
Her body screaming in pain, and doing all she could to stay conscious, she sent the completed spell speeding toward an immobile Gaav. "She—she's beautiful," he whispered. "Truly an angel of death," and he dissolved in a beam of light, forever gone from this world.
Wings disappearing, Thila fell to the ground, unconscious.
Xellos struggled to stand up and managed, with some difficultly, to succeed. Clutching his side, he sent a telepathic report to his mistress. Thila has done it, mistress, he faltered as he collapsed beside the assassin. Requesting immediate assistance. He then passed out.
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Thila: *phases in* Oh yeah! I kicked Gaav's butt!
Xellos: *phases in* But I saved yours!
Thila: Touché.
Me: Hey guys!
Xellos/Thila: Hey.
Thila: You know, this fic is mainly about me.
Xellos: Yes. I feel like I didn't get that much of a part in it.
Me: Yeah... sorry Xellos. But there's still one more chapter left!
Xellos: Will I get more screen time?
Me: Of course you will!
Xellos: Okay then, bye! *phases out*
Thila: See ya! *phases out*