《Hero Scout》Chapter 15 - Fight or Die
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"I'll say this only once," Hena said as she stepped back. "I can make a portal, but I need time. And that Templar has to be dead and buried too, otherwise he'll activate the Cathedrals wards and the portal will just teleport us right into another prison. I don't want that to happen twice in two days."
"Understood, in the name of mutual survival I will comply," the alien elf said, purple crystal erupting from the ground in front of her. Soon appeared shield, lance and armour to form a crystalline knight. Immediately a horse formed beneath it. The completed crystal knight directed it's lance at the Templar.
"Shredding humans is easy, so just do your work demon. Or yours will be the next throat I bite," growled the gigantic white wolf. Howling, the summoned moon shone bright, and they were bathed in silvery light that formed a bubble around each of them.
"We're all on the same team here. So just-" Kenji was interrupted by a loud metallic clap.
"Enough talk," the Templar boomed, he and his priests unaffected by the strange silvery buff. "In the name of the Bountyheart, I, Evin the Magnanimous, decree you to stand down immediately."
The Templar held out his hands, golden chains firing forward amidst a barrage of flaming tendrils projected by the priests. Kenji ran for his life, not a single thing in his repertoire that would claim to be able to handle such high-level spells.
Crystalline walls burst free to tank the assault, the crystal knight and giant wolf charging fearlessly into the fray. Kenji could only hide and try to very quickly come up with a plan.
Golden chains crashed through the first crystal wall and surged towards Hena. Enraptured by the ever-expanding demonic disc in her hands, she could not stop the chains- they were smashed aside by the giant wolf, who stared at Kenji and growled.
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"Grow a pair and fight, human!"
"Technically I have grown a pair," Kenji told her as she returned to the battle. Pulling out Arthur's sword still fused with hunks of stone, Kenji decided to stand before Hena's back and protect her. An important job, besides the other two seemed to have taking on the church well in hand.
The purple alien girl moved her hands like a maestro before an orchestra. Her crystalline knight crashed through ranks of priests causing havoc. Blood, fire and fury bathed the animation, the Templars chains diverted from assaulting Hena again, to wrap around the knight and hold it in place.
"Fire your spells, now!" the Templar roared, his surviving priests firing a volley of holy flame at the summon, it's crystal armour fracturing in a dozen places. The elf cried out in pain, falling to one knee, and yet with trembling hands maintained her spell.
"Foolish girl," growled the giant white wolf, who came barreling through the many priests to disrupt their spells. The Templar prayed as his golden chains swung around to wrap around the great wolf. While she could swat them away at first, as soon as the chains wrapped fully around her waist and head, came a sudden flash of white - the wolf appeared frozen again in the crystal amber cage.
"Your suppression is inevitable," the Templar said dismayed, "why do you run from the fate the Bountyheart has bestowed upon you? And to take the lives of the faithful all the while! UNACCEPTABLE"
"The gateway is finished; deal with him, and we can go!" Hena shouted, clawed hands busily whirling more and more power into the crimson vortex before her.
Flinging a crystal blade, the purple elf soon freed the great wolf again. In an instant she had moved halfway towards the gateway, in the next, she was sent flying. The Templar appeared where she had been, retracting his fist as the great wolf was thrown to slam into a stone wall.
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"[Greater Blessing - Speed] is a bit much for you lowlifes, but what can you do?" the Templar continued his monologue as Kenji ran through the dark sides of the room. In his little old man form, cane in hand, he didn't make for as flashy a sight as the rest. As was the point, as he circled the others to seize one of the dead priests and transform into him.
Sadly he had to leave the elf corpse behind, but he hoped it would be worth the trade.
"Retreat!" Kenji screamed, the instant he arose as the priest. Like schoolboys, the other priests peered at the Templar for permission. Unsure himself, he turned to stare at Kenji.
"Just what do you mean retreat-"
"I've had a vision!" Kenji declared. "The Holy Grail has been discovered, the One has summoned us. We must not disobey him and the three great gods!"
This caused just enough confusion for the crystals forming at the Templars feet to fully form. In the next moment, he was utterly encased in a suspiciously similar prison to the one the alien elf had been frozen within mere minutes ago.
"We must...go..." she muttered, her lilac eyes rolling into her head as she collapsed to the ground.
Picking up his elf corpse, Kenji yelled, "retreat quickly! The gods have withdrawn their favour, we require the blessings of the One to not be turned into...rats?" He kind of choked at that last part, but the priests ate it up all the same.
"I'll sacrifice myself to the Good Guy to slow them down!" More than one gave Kenji an odd look as he ran past, screaming high and loud. Then the giant white wolf bit him in the side, and tore his stomach out.
"Oh, balls. Friendly fire!," Kenji spluttered as he collapsed, priests shrieking as they fled.
"We'll never forget you!" They called out as they pushed one another aside to be the first to get through the trapdoor in the ceiling. Doing so only faster when Kenji's decapitated remains were sent tumbling across the floor.
Appearing from those remains as the little old man, Kenji quickly turned into the boy knight form his allies were more familiar with. Kenji then reclaimed the elf, picked up the alien, and got running. Right after the great wolf they went, through the whirling vortex.
"I'LL HUNT YOU DOWN!" Roared the Templar, the crystal shattering around him.
Kenji turned mid-air to fire off a pair of middle fingers before he was swept away by a current of magic.
"Eat a bag of dicks!" He roared, feeling frozen and on fire at the same time. Kenji's very soul feeling kind of sunburnt by the hellish ride through the demon dimension.
To emerge, on the other side.
Immediately swearing never to use a portal again, as he looked up to find himself in an old church.
"Never do what again, dear?" Said a little old nun with a broom.
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