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blink of an eye. The screams of the dying filled the air as he caught sight of what had caused them, and immediately prepared his own reprisal. Whilst keeping a watchful eye on the beast now leaving the scene of destruction behind, he generated a ball of fire as quickly as he could in the palm of his hand. Trying to judge the flight path of the beast, he thrust his hand forward as hard as he could despatching the small ball of flame skyward. The Aclat was swift, but the fireball soared far quicker and Shonna was forced to veer to the left as the flame brushed just inches past her own head.
Maxim and others emerged just as Darion had cast his spell, and without giving it a moment's thought the young elementalist teleported forward, leaving the others in his wake. By the time he had spotted the beast off in the far distance, he knew it had escaped beyond anything he could muster. Zack, Mikel and Melia covered the ground by more traditional means. Melia as the healer, darted off immediately to her left setting to work on the first of what at a glance appeared would be many casualties.
Darion cursed several expletives, "When I get my hands on that bitch she is going to die a slow and painful death," he said from gritted teeth, before turning away from the others. Zack looked up to see nothing more now than a spec in the sky, and realised he had also seen the culprit before. "She is the one that took you Max," he added in a similar tone to that Darion had just used.
Melia sighed, as the first person she checked was already dead. The young man could have only been a year or two older than herself, and had suffered horrendous burns to his upper body, that not even the most skilled healer would have been able to reverse. Trying not to dwell on whom she could not help, she quickly moved on to another, as she noticed several other healers running over from the inn to assist.
Ramon dusted himself down as he walked over to where Maxim was stood. Before he could ask how the young elementalist was feeling, a shout came for them to take cover as the Bosarian soldiers facing them released a volley of arrows their way, looking to take advantage of the turmoil caused by the Aclat attacking. Maxim stayed stood still as the others around him all darted for cover, "Max!" Zack shouted loudly, realising his friend was not moving.
The young elementalist raised a hand, as the wind around them picked up considerably. The arrows sailing their direction merely stopped and fell to the ground before reaching them. The enemy had had their moment of success, now Maxim was going to see Kothia had its own. Without waiting for the last of the arrows to fall to the ground, he kept the air he had been using and directed it with all his will toward the enemy lines. Despite trying to resist the cyclonic like gales smashing into them, the enemy line buckled, as men and shields were tossed up in the air.
Ramon quickly decided to take advantage of the opportunity and called for those archers not caught up in the Aclat fire attack, to return their own volley of arrows. Without a magician of their own to stop them, and many now bereft of their shields, many of the arrows found a target. Darion, never one to miss the chance of a fight, stepped outside of the makeshift barricade and teleported forward, as Ramon urged his infantry on to follow suit.
With the enemy much fewer in number, and clearly with no magicians any longer among them, the battle was a much more one sided affair. Still disorientated from the destructive blast sent forth by Maxim, the Kothian men soon overwhelmed their Bosarian counterparts. Many of the enemy had not even managed to get back to their feet before being mercilessly slain. Darion, already angered by the attack from the woman on the Aclat, wasted no time in flitting from one man to the next, ending each life without remorse or regret.
Maxim stayed back, allowing the soldiers and Darion to finish the
Maxim and others emerged just as Darion had cast his spell, and without giving it a moment's thought the young elementalist teleported forward, leaving the others in his wake. By the time he had spotted the beast off in the far distance, he knew it had escaped beyond anything he could muster. Zack, Mikel and Melia covered the ground by more traditional means. Melia as the healer, darted off immediately to her left setting to work on the first of what at a glance appeared would be many casualties.
Darion cursed several expletives, "When I get my hands on that bitch she is going to die a slow and painful death," he said from gritted teeth, before turning away from the others. Zack looked up to see nothing more now than a spec in the sky, and realised he had also seen the culprit before. "She is the one that took you Max," he added in a similar tone to that Darion had just used.
Melia sighed, as the first person she checked was already dead. The young man could have only been a year or two older than herself, and had suffered horrendous burns to his upper body, that not even the most skilled healer would have been able to reverse. Trying not to dwell on whom she could not help, she quickly moved on to another, as she noticed several other healers running over from the inn to assist.
Ramon dusted himself down as he walked over to where Maxim was stood. Before he could ask how the young elementalist was feeling, a shout came for them to take cover as the Bosarian soldiers facing them released a volley of arrows their way, looking to take advantage of the turmoil caused by the Aclat attacking. Maxim stayed stood still as the others around him all darted for cover, "Max!" Zack shouted loudly, realising his friend was not moving.
The young elementalist raised a hand, as the wind around them picked up considerably. The arrows sailing their direction merely stopped and fell to the ground before reaching them. The enemy had had their moment of success, now Maxim was going to see Kothia had its own. Without waiting for the last of the arrows to fall to the ground, he kept the air he had been using and directed it with all his will toward the enemy lines. Despite trying to resist the cyclonic like gales smashing into them, the enemy line buckled, as men and shields were tossed up in the air.
Ramon quickly decided to take advantage of the opportunity and called for those archers not caught up in the Aclat fire attack, to return their own volley of arrows. Without a magician of their own to stop them, and many now bereft of their shields, many of the arrows found a target. Darion, never one to miss the chance of a fight, stepped outside of the makeshift barricade and teleported forward, as Ramon urged his infantry on to follow suit.
With the enemy much fewer in number, and clearly with no magicians any longer among them, the battle was a much more one sided affair. Still disorientated from the destructive blast sent forth by Maxim, the Kothian men soon overwhelmed their Bosarian counterparts. Many of the enemy had not even managed to get back to their feet before being mercilessly slain. Darion, already angered by the attack from the woman on the Aclat, wasted no time in flitting from one man to the next, ending each life without remorse or regret.
Maxim stayed back, allowing the soldiers and Darion to finish the
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