Legend of Zathril

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  • Published: 4 Feb 2018
  • Updated: 7 Feb 2018
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A prequel to the story: Legend of the Magic Crystal.

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3. Into the Fray

Zathril takes out a mace from his right side which had been hidden up until now as he takes slow strides around them. Pandonium with his sword drawn prepares himself for an attack. Isengar, on his feet as well with axe in hand, held upright and Eternia, bow loaded with arrows, ready to strike at any moment. Rave, in the middle of all of them, unable to join this fight.  

 

The sky in an array of colors with the meadows in the background swaying with the wind. The howling of the wind, the only sound to be heard for miles around. Rave is the first to make a move throwing a rock towards Zathril which he hits away using his mace with ease. After which, Rave collapses onto the ground.  

 

Isengar tightens his grip on the axe as Zathril takes a shot at them with his crossbow as he closes the gap between them. With arrows to occupy them, they couldn't see Zathril coming at them with his mace holding it up above his head as he runs towards them. Isengar could only hit away all the arrows with Pandonium and EterniaZathril's face comes into focus with the last of the arrows.  

 

One moment, countless arrows were flying towards them and the next, a mace making its way towards them. Pandonium is only able to block the mace from hitting into them with his sword in the nick of time. A second later and he would probably have gotten a gushing wound on the side of his head. Isengar jumps towards the left rolling, avoiding the mace. Zathril tries to push the mace down but is met with as much resistance from Pandonium’s sword. Zathril, experienced with all kinds of battles felt that something was wrong and instinctively jumps backwards and in the nick of time too into an almost squatting position, but with his feet that far apart, it would have been the same, avoiding the little goblin’s sneaky attack. At the same time, with Eternia on the other side shooting arrows, they fly towards the goblin’s direction. With no time to react to it, most of the arrows strikes deep into his chest area, the rest grazing his sides. He holds on to one particular arrow protruding from where his heart is as he drew short rapid breaths.  

 

Eternia jumps backwards with Zathril appearing from the countless arrows attack. She runs towards the left and seeing a chance, she shoots with aimed shots towards Zathril's arm and lower left side where no body armor coverings can be seen. Zathril jumps backwards at the last moment with Isengar on the receiving end. Swinging his axe at the empty space leaves him vulnerable and open to attacks. Most of the arrows piercing into his chest, the rest barely grazing his sides. Isengar falls to the ground holding an arrow that has been shot into his body where his heart is, breathing rapidly.  

 

Zathril now safe from both attacks, raises his mace above Isengar but before he can throw it down, an arrow plunges itself deep into his left arm. He releases the mace upon impact, letting it fall onto IsengarPandonium rushes forward and hits the mace away before it can do any damage to IsengarZathril on the other hand, turns towards Eternia and starts shooting with his crossbow. Eternia runs around to avoid the arrows sending some of her own his way. It was an exchange of arrows flying all around them, avoiding and shooting.  

 

Feeling that he is being targeted by yet another one on their group, he speeds up his movement to the point where he can hardly be traceable by anything. While doing so, Zathril removes his whip from the belt and starts throwing it around. If the arrows didn't get the elf, the whip would surely do the job. After a few successive hits, Zathril is finally able to coil the whip around Eternia, immobilizing her. She falls to the ground with the whip coiled tightly around her so that she would not be able to move a single muscle, leaving her helpless.  

 

Bound by the whip, Eternia remains on the ground, moving only her eyes. With Eternia down, the only one left standing would be the human, Pandonium. Knowing that Pandonium’s behind him, he accelerates himself again so that he is able to retrieve his mace and get behind him.  

 

“I knew I couldn't just leave you alone.” Zathril whispers into his ear. Pandonium turns around so fast that he looked like he almost lost balance facing Zathril directly. Zathril holds onto his mace casually letting his arm lay limp so that he looks relax instead of being all tense. He knew he needed to end this quickly as he doesn’t have as much stamina as he used to.  

 

“Enough talk.” Pandonium says running towards Zathril with sword in hand. Zathril too, starts running towards Pandonium, both their weapons poise at each other, ready to strike at any time. Before any collision happen, Pandonium vanishes right before Zathril's eyes bringing a stop to Zathril's movements as he looks around for any traces of Pandonium frantically.  

 

“What are you afraid of? Show yourself!” Zathril shouts looking left and right for any signs of Pandonium. Without a clear target to attack, his senses are on high alert preparing for anything to appear.  

 

The wind ruffles the hairs on his head as he feels the soothing breeze of it trying to tune in to any noise or movement in his surroundings though there is none. His enemy is out here somewhere. Hiding, probably. Running, maybe. There would be no honor in leaving friends behind. Hold on, friends. Perhaps he can use this to his advantage.  

 

“Show yourself or your friends gets it.” he declares walking towards the nearest person he can see. Eternia. No reply. Not meeting his demands, Zathril walks up to Eternia, mace raised high before throwing it down hard onto her.  

 

Zathril, with his mace raised up high into the air and about to throw it down onto Eternia when Pandonium appears, out of nowhere. He holds up his sword causing the mace to collide with the broadside of his blade. Their weapons, clashes, resisting against each other. The wind, died down with their rapid breaths being the only source of sound. However, within Zathril’s mind, all he could think about was that not only does this group have in their possession the yellow crystal but the blue crystal as well. 

 

“You're not the only one with neat tricks.” Zathril says pushing a button on his mace so that it changes into a flail. An unpleasant sound of metal scraping against metal pierce through the air as the mace changes. The piercing sound stops when the chains stop moving with the head of the flail hanging over the blade of the sword as they continue to force their weapons onto each other.  

 

Zathril jumps up and kicks the head of the flail with both legs sending it straight into Pandonium's face. The impact causing Pandonium to stagger back a little before dropping onto the ground.  

 

“I’ll end you and get that blue crystal now.” Zathril thought as he strolls over to where Pandonium is. His entire face covered with blood looking up at where Zathril stands. Zathril raises his mace; his flail had reverted back to being a mace, looking at Pandonium before sending the mace plunging down towards him.  

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