《Kinda Real Online》47. Zombie Boss
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With the sword removed, I started to heal. I didn't really feel like moving yet, I mean I did just have a sword stabbed through me, it was kind of nice I wasn't dead. I was able to watch the fight a little better, and with Scria it looked like things were going a bit better. It wasn't like she just charged in there and we were saved, but the boss did stop laughing. Bjorn and Scria tried to stay on oposite sides of the boss, but it kept teleporting behind one of them so the other would have to run around, and between the armor and its speed Scria had a hard time hitting it.
It probably took a minute or two before my back was healed enough for me to sit up, but not much changed in the fight. It looked like it would go on forever, unless something changed. Then something changed. The boss teleported, and Marcus finished casting a spell, causing spikes of ice to rise out of the ground and hit the boss. His lower body was encased in ice, and he couldn't move, so Scria used his big sword to stab the boss. Almost exactly the same way he stabbed me, except he was standing, and she was in front of him, and he wasn't pinned to the ground. So... she stabbed him in the stomach, straight through the armor, and he went limp. She tried to remove the sword, but it was stuck, so she started to try twisting it to get it out.
Suddenly Bjorn shouted, "Scria, get back!"
All at once the armor on the boss exploaded, shattering the ice, and sending both Bjorn and Scria flying. A couple shards of metal even flew past my head, and I noticed Marcus flinch. Then the pieces of metal rose into the air and started swirling aroung the boss. He was still standing there with the sword in his gut, but he hadn't moved at all. As the armor shards swirled around the boss, a black energy started to spark in the swirling mass. It almost looked like electricity as it started to jump around from one side of the metal swarm to another. Then the dark energy hit the sword, and the zombie's body was completely destroyed. The sword didn't fall. Instead it rose into the air and the pieces of metal swirled around it. That was when we started to hear laughter. Dark, deep, slow and evil.
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Then it spoke, in a deep emotionless voice, "You are foolish to believe you can defeat us. We are inevitable. All must die, but we shall endure. Surrender yourselves and feed our power. We will devour this world, and use it to devour all worlds. You cannot resist."
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Bjorn started to yell something, but he was struck by black lightning and thrown back. Scria swore, and tried to attack, but like Bjorn, she was struck with black lightning and thrown back. Neither of them moved once they hit the ground. Lily was probably the farthest away, but it targeted her next. Lightning shot out, went through her little fairies, and hit her. She was immediately fried. It was like all that was left of her was a burned husk, that fell apart when a slight breeze touched it.
Marcus started casting something, but he was also hit by the lightning. Except that he had some kind of shield that protected him. It almost looked like a glass ball around him, and it shattered when the lightning hit, but he survived. So the lightning struck again, and again, and again. Everytime he had a shield, and everytime that shield shattered, but he still stood there in the air. That's when I felt it look at me. It wasn't like it had eyes or anything, but I knew it was looking at me. I kind of guessed that meant I was next, and I really did not want to get hit by that lightning but I was frozen. Not literally, but mentally. I just watched this thing destroy my friends with overwhelming power and I couldn't see how we could possibly survive, so I might have been a bit afraid.
The lightning shot out from the swirling metal, and as it flew towards me, I remembered something. I wasn't here alone. We weren't fighting for no reason. If we all died, how could the refugees survive. I realized that I might have given up too soon, so as the lightning hit me I used shadow swap. My shadow was struck by the lightning and I was not, but I knew that it would keep trying, and shadow swap was one of my more expensive spells, so I shadow stepped to Marcus. Luckily, I could stand on whatever he was standing on too.
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"Hey Marcus, can your glass ball protect both of us?"
"My what? Oh we..." Lightning interuppted him, and he cast his protection thing, and thankfully it surrounded both of us. "Yes, it can, but I don't know how many more I can do."
"We just have to survive, right?"
"Yeah." Another lightning bolt hit his shield, shattering it again.
"Let me try something."
"Hurry up." He was sweating a bit, and looked a little worried, but he also had a slight smile on his face.
curse of stupidity
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"Uh, it didn't work." Another lightning bolt struck.
He looked at me with narrowed eyes, "What didn't work?"
"My curse. It said he resisted."
He roll his eyes, "Then try again. Resising isn't the same as immune." He finished speaking as another lightning bolt hit his shield.
Instead of speaking I just started trying to curse the swirling mass of metal over and over, and each time I got the message that it resisted. All while it launched lightning bolts at us. It was moving closer to us, but it wasn't very fast, so I figured we'd be able to get away before we were surrounded by the metal swarm.
Marcus sighed, then looked at me, "Bwyd, it's been nice knowing you."
"What are you saying?" I was confused.
"I always thought it would be nice to die as a hero, I think this counts."
"Marcus, don't be an idiot!"
"The sword has been gathering power for a while now. I think it's going to unleash it's most powerful attack soon."
I looked at the sword, it was glowing with dark power, kind of like a black light, with electricity moving on it's surface, "We could get away. We don't have to die."
"You can get away. I'm out of mana. I don't have anything left. Just enough for a single shield."
Then the deep voice spoke, "Touching, but none of you will escape this day, but you can be the first to die. LET DEATH COME!"
The sword started to glow darker, or not really glow, but it was like the light was just sucked out of that area, which gave me an idea. The only problem was, I was almost out of mana too. I had been paying a little attention to how much I was using, so I knew I was almost out, but the problem was that I didn't know if I had enough left. So I looked at Marcus, and pushed him.
"Take care of Lily, you guys make a great couple."
He fell off whatever invisible flying platform we were on as a dark beam of energy shot from the sword. It was the darkest thing I had ever seen, it almost looked like it was just ripping through reality. So as Marcus fell with a shocked look, I turned to face my probable doom. It was weird. Time felt like it was going really slow. Like I could see everything, and had enough time to count the stars if I wanted. I didn't, but I felt like I could. As the beam of doom reached me I used shadow swap, and I felt it work, but then I felt myself falling.
And the world went white.
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