Chapter 30: Infinite Evil

Master Samuel grinned, and waved his hand at the tent. It burst into flames. Black shapes danced in the smoke. We all ran for it towards the direction of the palace. Master Samuel shot a black ray at us, but it missed. He shot it again. It flew towards me, and I stood there. I watched as the ray fired towards me, and I braced myself for instant death.

"No!" I heard someone yell. I looked behind me, and saw the familiar figure of Sir Vant. I watched with sadness as he jumped in front of me, and took the blast. His limp figure was sent flying towards. I roared with loss as he hit a building, his armour going clank. His cold, lifeless eyes rolled into the back of his skull. I heard throbbing sobs as Amy11 mourned an old friend who sacrificed his life forever to save us.

We were snapped out of doom and gloom as even more doom and gloom floated towards us in the form of Master Samuel. His face turned into a snarl as purple lightning flashed from his body.

"Now you will die!" he bellowed, as he sent a lightning strike at me. It was knocked backwards by a flash of white light.

A tall, handsome man stood there. He was level 74. He had tanned skin, and blonde hair. He wore a tight white shiny suit which seemed shinier and purer then snow, signalling he was a commander. He held a huge, dented axe that seemed bigger then his chest in his hand. Master Samuel sniggered.

"So, we meet again, Haru axe-man," he sneered. "Last time we met, you nearly destroyed the White Knight castle in your attempt to get rid of me." Haru looked indifferent.

"I see you've absorbed the infinite evil energy of Delrith," Haru said slowly. "That's a very clever thing to do. The only consequence is that you've weakened Delrith in the process. If we can get Silverlight, Delrith would be a goner. You've got your ingredient for that curious potion of yours, you've trashed up Varrock, I think it's about time you stopped." Master Samuel looked at him incredulously.

"You expect me to give up so soon?" Master Samuel bellowed, spraying glowing spit everywhere. More purple thunder flashed from him. His eyes had a mad, evil, red glint to them. "I have the infinite power of evil rushing through my head," he continued. "I can see the truth! I CAN SEE THE WAY TO GLORY! THE PLAN MUST SUCCEED!"

I watched this mad, powerful man roast a nearby building. I backed off.

"You want a match? I'll give you a match! One strong person, and a gang of noobs!" he laughed, licking his lips. Haru stepped aside, and Creator, leading a large gang of Glory Troopers was visible. Master Samuel snorted, and he waved his hand.

Every single Glory Trooper in the army except creator burst into flames. I watched as their flesh burnt to a crisp. Flamed engulfed the army and all that was left were ashes.

"I'm the very first person to ever cast Flames of Zamorak without runes!" he announced to thin air.

Master Samuel cast a bind on all of us. The red glow in his eyes was pure evil. Several dark wizards appeared. He cast purple lightning at the sky, and simply proved his insanity of having Delrith floating in his head.

"You're mad!" Amy11 gasped. Master Samuel giggled.

"Aren't I just?" he replied, kicking her in the shins.

I waited. There must be some way of defeating Master Samuel! He had infinite evil running through his head, and that wasn't too good. It was turning him insane.

I saw Haru Axe-man nearby talking into a purple glowing sphere. Just then, I heard a crash coming from the Blue Moon Inn. A large army of level 50 Glory Troopers in shiny white suits were marching towards us, yelling out war-cries. One shot a white blast of light, and it hit us, snapping our binds. Master Samuel grinned, and disappeared in a flash of purple thunder.

A large army of dark wizards lead my James marched ahead, firing spells at the Glory Troopers. James held Silverlight in his grasp. Glory troopers got trapped in binds, which then grew spikes, killing them. I knew that spell, and I wanted to test it on Madrey1 some day.

I ran ahead into the chaos, taking out my scythe. I beheaded a dark wizard, and slashed at another. That one fired a water blast at me, which sent me flying.

A while passed. I just continued fighting for my life, felling on the edge of death. I waited for Master Samuel to join in and fry us all to the bone, like he did with that last army. I fought and fought and fought harder, getting more exhausted by the passing second. After a while, James called the brilliant words, "Retreat! Retreat! We'll call Master Samuel for this!"

That night, I collapsed on a bed in the rune shop, run my Aubury. He found us some beds and blankets on the top floor. I thought about the tiring day I had today. It started off in Lumbridge, getting ready to explore outside that peaceful, stone city. Amy11 joined later. I was drained. I was frightened of Master Samuel. He burnt about 30 Glory Troopers with one simple stroke of his hand! I was terrified of him! He was insane, in a kind of "I won! I won!" I sunk into a very restless sleep.

Master Samuel lounged in the ruins of an old temple. Bones scattered the floor and reverends passed, howling their pain and misery to the world outside. Lava surrounded him, and he felt at home in the heart of all this evil. He had so much power flying through his head. No mere mortal could absorb such power! He thought cruelly to himself.

Just then, a puff of black smoke appeared, and a rather restless dark wizard stood there. Master Samuel groaned, and stood up, purple thunder shooting from his body.

"What is it?" he said, impatience licking at his body. The dark wizard gulped, and talked.

"It's the army. They were defeated, but we still have Silverlight," he said. Master Samuel roared with utter rage. How could they lose to a pathetic bunch of Saradomin supporters! He fired a purple lightning bolt at the dark wizard, who screamed with pain is he was roasted alive. After ten unpleasant seconds of agony, all that remained was a pile of ashes, bones, and charred runes. Master Samuel went on to demolish all nearby ghosts, reverends and giants. The power of evil was taking over his body, and he felt so alive with malice!

I woke up with a flash. I was breathing heavily, and I felt really sweaty. I ran to the window, and the contents of my stomach emptied as I mulled through my dream. It felt like trying to hold water, the memories were ebbing away. I remembered the hate that Master Samuel felt. I remembered the screams of pain as the poor dark wizard messenger was burnt. I remember the gruesome sight of the charred remains. I gulped for air, and I vomited again.

After a long wash and a hearty breakfast of cooked meat and eggs, I repeated what I remembered of the dream to Osrie1, Amy11, Capablanca, Slinky, Aubury, Haru and Creator. They all seemed shaken at the evil of Master Samuel.

"Right," Haru said quietly. "This has gone far enough. We have to fight back. If it is the last thing we ever do, we have to get Silverlight!" We all cheered, and began discussing possible plans.