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the winged creatures with arrows and magic.
The winged creatures gave up attacking Kazin’s shield and began attacking from the sides where the shield ended to allow the companions to contend with the zombies. The bat things even tried to attack through the slats from underneath. Kazin kept the shield above them and fried the bat things wherever they posed a threat.
Now that they were bogged down again, Harran and Sherman had to deal with the zombies who had once again come from behind. The bridge shook and wobbled dangerously and everyone had to concentrate on keeping their balance as they fought.
Now the female voice could be heard again, louder this time. She was chanting some unknown magic.
A mass of zombies ahead of Zylor appeared to be having difficulty moving. He hacked into them and suddenly he was surprised at how heavy his legs felt. His battle axe felt like it was a hundred times heavier, too. It took tremendous effort to do anything, including breathe. Sheer determination and blood lust kept him moving forward, but the going was very slow.
Kazin noticed Zylor’s decrease in speed and his extreme effort in wielding his weapon. He realized something was wrong and used magic to make Zylor stronger. The minotaur moved somewhat easier, but something still slowed him down. It occurred to the mage that Zylor was possibly under some sort of spell intended for the zombies. Flashes of light appeared again, but they seemed weaker than before. A light cry of dismay was heard not far ahead past the throng of zombies. Kazin threw a quick look back to confirm that Harran and Sherman had things under control and directed his attention up front. Zylor was on one knee, weakly swinging his axe at a zombie who fared no better than he. They looked like two warriors who had fought to exhaustion but did not want to give up. Had Kazin’s spell been canceled? Even Olag was becoming fatigued. His arrows were flying off target.
Kazin pointed his staff at the milling zombies in front of them and picked them off one at a time, sending them from the bridge with high intensity fireballs. As the crowd of zombies thinned, Kazin could see glimpses of someone in a blue robe who was huddled down on the bridge. The individual was casting some quick spells at the screaming bat things that stunned them with a bright flash of light. Any flying creatures near the flash were immobilized and fell silently into the dark expanse below. Zombies were not only between Kazin’s group and the individual, but they were also massed beyond her as well, blocking her escape. All of them were virtually immobile, suffering from the same debilitating condition that was affecting Zylor and Olag. It didn’t affect Kazin yet - his magical ability making him more resistant to the magic - but he could feel it in the air around him. Thankfully the dwarf and warrior were still far enough away to be unaffected. Kazin marveled at the cloaked figure’s ability to hold off all of the enemies single-handedly.
The blue-cloaked figure cast some more immobilizing spells at the winged creatures. These spells were not as intense as before and the figure moaned in fear. Her magic was weakening.
“Don’t worry!” called Kazin. “We’ll get you safely away!”
The cloaked figure sprang to her feet, startled. She had been so intent on the bat things she had forgotten about the zombies around her. Only the glint from her eyes could be seen as she stared at the newcomer. One of the bat things chose this opportunity to swoop down on her but Kazin reacted in time. The cloaked figure tensed as Kazin shot a lightning bolt at the creature and blasted a hole right through it. The creature bounced off the cloaked figure and fell to the side to disappear forever.
The cloaked figure flinched at the unexpected contact but stood firm. She now realized this was not another monster but an ally. She threw back her hood to reveal a young, beautiful face with many small freckles and dark
The winged creatures gave up attacking Kazin’s shield and began attacking from the sides where the shield ended to allow the companions to contend with the zombies. The bat things even tried to attack through the slats from underneath. Kazin kept the shield above them and fried the bat things wherever they posed a threat.
Now that they were bogged down again, Harran and Sherman had to deal with the zombies who had once again come from behind. The bridge shook and wobbled dangerously and everyone had to concentrate on keeping their balance as they fought.
Now the female voice could be heard again, louder this time. She was chanting some unknown magic.
A mass of zombies ahead of Zylor appeared to be having difficulty moving. He hacked into them and suddenly he was surprised at how heavy his legs felt. His battle axe felt like it was a hundred times heavier, too. It took tremendous effort to do anything, including breathe. Sheer determination and blood lust kept him moving forward, but the going was very slow.
Kazin noticed Zylor’s decrease in speed and his extreme effort in wielding his weapon. He realized something was wrong and used magic to make Zylor stronger. The minotaur moved somewhat easier, but something still slowed him down. It occurred to the mage that Zylor was possibly under some sort of spell intended for the zombies. Flashes of light appeared again, but they seemed weaker than before. A light cry of dismay was heard not far ahead past the throng of zombies. Kazin threw a quick look back to confirm that Harran and Sherman had things under control and directed his attention up front. Zylor was on one knee, weakly swinging his axe at a zombie who fared no better than he. They looked like two warriors who had fought to exhaustion but did not want to give up. Had Kazin’s spell been canceled? Even Olag was becoming fatigued. His arrows were flying off target.
Kazin pointed his staff at the milling zombies in front of them and picked them off one at a time, sending them from the bridge with high intensity fireballs. As the crowd of zombies thinned, Kazin could see glimpses of someone in a blue robe who was huddled down on the bridge. The individual was casting some quick spells at the screaming bat things that stunned them with a bright flash of light. Any flying creatures near the flash were immobilized and fell silently into the dark expanse below. Zombies were not only between Kazin’s group and the individual, but they were also massed beyond her as well, blocking her escape. All of them were virtually immobile, suffering from the same debilitating condition that was affecting Zylor and Olag. It didn’t affect Kazin yet - his magical ability making him more resistant to the magic - but he could feel it in the air around him. Thankfully the dwarf and warrior were still far enough away to be unaffected. Kazin marveled at the cloaked figure’s ability to hold off all of the enemies single-handedly.
The blue-cloaked figure cast some more immobilizing spells at the winged creatures. These spells were not as intense as before and the figure moaned in fear. Her magic was weakening.
“Don’t worry!” called Kazin. “We’ll get you safely away!”
The cloaked figure sprang to her feet, startled. She had been so intent on the bat things she had forgotten about the zombies around her. Only the glint from her eyes could be seen as she stared at the newcomer. One of the bat things chose this opportunity to swoop down on her but Kazin reacted in time. The cloaked figure tensed as Kazin shot a lightning bolt at the creature and blasted a hole right through it. The creature bounced off the cloaked figure and fell to the side to disappear forever.
The cloaked figure flinched at the unexpected contact but stood firm. She now realized this was not another monster but an ally. She threw back her hood to reveal a young, beautiful face with many small freckles and dark
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