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heard his true title.
    “ Now go
before it’s too late,” said Delsani. “We’ll try and keep Kilamen
busy as long as we can.”

Chapter Four
The Wicked Wizard-Elf
    As John ran
toward the forest, he could see the tree line, which was now not
too far ahead of him. He picked up speed and was running faster
than he had ever run in his entire life. If he were to blink he
would have missed his entrance into the forest. Before he knew
it , he was in the middle of the woodland
when he abruptly stopped, his feet skidding on the ground, which
was riddled with old twigs, leaves, fallen acorns, and chestnuts,
and pine cones.
    The forest
was dark, darker then it had looked from the outside. John looked
up, but he could not see the clouds above, though he could clearly
hear the clashing of metal and the shouts and yells of those
barking orders, not to mention the unnerving screams of the first
wounded of the battle that was being waged just beyond the borders
of the trees. Then there was the sound of a twig breaking and a
sweet soft voice calling to him through the woodland. There was
nothing else in his mind now, not the sound of the battle being
fought behind him, not even the sound of the wind gently blowing
between the trees. He looked in every direction, but there was
nothing there. He gripped his hand around the handle of Yeluilat in
case the shadow was hiding something else. He was about to draw the
sword from its sheath when he saw someone standing in front of
him.
    From the size
and frame of this person , John was
confident that was, in fact, a woman, and she was only a few trees
away from him. She was wearing a pearl white dress, and she had a
hood over her head that was attached to a white veil that guarded
her face. She wore no socks or shoes of any kind. Her voice seemed
louder and stronger in the few seconds that passed. John began to
walk toward her, entranced by her beautiful voice. She threw back
her hood and veil and John was amazed with the beauty before him.
He had taken only a few steps when a loud howl rang out throughout
the forest.
    The voice
stopped, for the howl had startled the woman. She took a few steps
back toward the trees behind her.
    She was not
as beautiful as John thought. Her eyes were cold and grey, her skin
was frost white, wrinkled, dry and cracked. Her long nails were
chipped and ragged, and her hair was tattered and as white as her
very skin. But John could not see her for what she really was, for
he was still entranced by her voice and stood there still as stone.
The leaves began to rustle close by. Someone or something was
coming their way. The woman began to retreat into the trees until
the darkness surrounded her and she could no longer be
seen.
    The thing
that scared the woman away came closer and closer until it emerged
from behind the trees to John’s right. It was the Wolf Demala. The
Wolf ran to his friend’s side. He stood there surveying the
Wizard-Elf with his bright red eyes.
    The
creature’s fur was white on his lower body, legs, paws, and both
sides of his face, and chest, with the slightest rings around his
eyes; however, his tail was blood red running up his back, over his
head, ears, and leading down to his light brown nose. He was a
beautiful creature. Helen thought he was cute, which made John
laugh.
    “ I wouldn’t
let him hear you say that,” he warned.
    Now Demala still stood beside the entranced Wizard
King.
    “ WAKE
UP JOHN!” the Wolf howled at his friend.
But John did not move. Demala shouted again and still nothing. He
then trotted over to the King’s side and sank his teeth into his
leg. John yelled part in pain and part in shock. For Demala’s bite
had woken him from the woman’s spell.
    “ Were did she
go?” asked John sounding puzzled.
    “ Trust me
when I say, you don’t want to know the answer to that question,”
replied Demala.
    “Try me.”
    “ Fine, she’s
a Valcota a drinker of blood.”
    “ A vampire,”
said John, now sounding a little