《From the Ashes》32 Failure
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Kadin met the eyes of the man in front of him expecting to see shock or fear or anger not the calm friendly smile that was still on his face, the man tried to say something but it just came out as a strange gurgling sound as his blood flowed from the wound in his neck. His eyes squinted for a sec before Kadin heard a voice in his head.
‘It was always meant to be me – your blood wouldn’t have enough power in it, but mine dose. Goodbye.’ echoed in his head for a second before Norman slumped forwards over the alter. As his blood running over the carvings emitting a light hissing sounds as if it were acid before filling the hollow bowl. As his blood touched the soul stones they immediately turned black and the dull different colour glows were replaced by a green glow that got brighter and brighter. As Kadin was seeing this the bonds that held him in t the air dissipated, dropping him onto the ground. It was then things clicked in place inside his head – his target wasn’t sad about Kadins potential death – he was sad about his own. Even the ‘weakening’ of his bonds to let him move, he started getting annoyed at himself for despite saying he would not under estimate the necromancer he had done exactly that AGAIN! He had let himself be moved like a game piece on a board. As he stood his annoyance turned to fear as the entire cavern started to rumble and shake, the vibrations knocking over Norman leaving him crumpled on the ground – but the work had already been done. A blinding light was being emitted from the soul stones in the bowl the individual lights from each stone fused and merged together. Kadin now having access to his mana tried to destroy the whole alter sending a massive blast at it, all that happened was a light sheen, glimmered into being around the alter before dissipating. He did however hear a crack, so he pulled on as much of his power that he could he felt it thrumming in his mind; then a trickling from his nose and ear, he reached up and brought his hand away bloody. Before throwing everything he had at the altar. Again a light sheen dissipated around, but nothing happened, he was now starting to panic racking his mind – there had to be something he could do – after a second he heard another crack and a light tinkling as the soul stones shattered. The light from them remained three of four points of light twirling around each other, as they slowly lifted into the air and merged together until there was a single point of light looking like a bright star on a dark night. Slowly pulsing it started getting brighter and brighter and smaller and smaller until it was a tiny pinpoint in the air. Then a bright flash and the very reality around it distorted as there was a screeching gong and it exploded in size to cover almost the entire cavern. It was there like a window in space.
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On the other side there was a purple sun in a cloudless sky, a thin fine mist in the air now leaking into this world and what looked like a red sea. Kadin stood there looking out over an ocean of blood as he tried to make sense of what he was looking at, the sea began to stir and churn. The portal started to ripple and move, too beginning to lower towards and twist itself until Kadin could see bodies, horns and scales, it wasn’t an ocean – it was an army. The portal stopped itself after reaching the ground on a hill overlooking the massive demon hoard. On the hill there were a dozen or so demons three bigger than humans, others thin and light like the elves, there was a massive demon in black armour covered in spikes at the joints and folds of the armour there was a dull red glow the slowly pulsed like that of Kadin’s own swords. Kadin remembered reading about the demon armies and different races in them, and this giant in front of him was the textbook image of a Daedric prince, a lord amongst the demon ranks. Kadin briefly entertained the idea of attacking but the whole notion was laughable, he would have more luck trying to empty an ocean with a spoon.
As the portal stabilised two smaller demons with long straight horns the same colour red as there bodies bounced through these were about the size of a dwarf or child, they had large cat like eyes and little snouts of a nose that sniffed the air as they looked around the cavern in complete fascination not even noticing Kadin at all. After a few second the honed in on the alter and the crumpled form of the dead necromancer. The started walking towards the body on the floor one of them doubling over so it could walk on all fours, as the approached they were making a light chittering sound back and forth – Kadin assumed they were talking in their language. Once they go there the on in the lead bent over and still making its chittering sound slow began to prod at the body, after waiting for a few second it tried again and when there was no answer it gave over a slow mournful wail before falling on the body, holding on to it as the little demon cried to itself slowly rocking back and forth.
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