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12-09-2006, 03:31 PM
CHAPTER 2
Thrall and Furel flew through the dense tree’s atop Snowsongs back, the giant wolf dodged through trees and bush’s gliding back and forth racing towards the giant tower in the distance. They could just catch the top of the spire from the view off the wolf’s back, “my sentry’s tell me that general Garath is the one in charge and is evacuating the tower after there defeat to us, with what I have seen from you there should be no problems now that the wizard Zerafaun is no more, but still be on guard, just because there defeated you will still be alone in the tower.”
“There will be no problems, no one will see me if your sentry’s are correct?” Furel questioned,
You doubt my sentry’s Furel, that is a bold statement that I don’t think they would like to hear,” Thrall replied,
“it just doesn’t make sense to only have one wizard protecting such a powerful advantage point such as Dire’s reach, the land itself is rich with forests, water, oil, there is only one way in, the rest surrounded by mountains and water, why only one wizard for such a key place?”
“ Snowsong stop” the wolf came to a stop just on the verge of an open grassland rising unto a gigantic tower black as night, “this is where you get off, remember they must not know what we are after, if they fortify the defense’s at the internment camps we will have no chance of freeing our brother’s,”
“You needed only to tell me once” Furel replied jumping from Snowsongs back and disappearing into the tall grass. Thrall watched as the ninja troll seem to materialize into the grass, it looked as if not a blade of grass moved as he lost sight of Furel,” be careful young one, the salvation of our race depends on you.”
Furel slipped his shuku’s over his hands and waited in the tall grass watching the two gaurds in front of a gate, they were chatting but still on alert he thought to himself, they were good, very good, but of course they would be the best, after a battle of that magnitude they would be very watchful, he watched their eye’s, blinking at different times, he needed the right moment, when it came both the guards blinked at the same time and in that moment before they could open there eye’s Furel sprang from the grass and was behind them, the gaurds kept on like nothing had happened, Furel brought his hands in front of the guards throats and with one smooth motion the spikes on his shuku’s slipped into each gaurds jugular and silenced them permanently. Furel had a grudge with human’s they had killed his mentor, his friend, he would have revenge tonight he thought to himself. With his shuku’s grabbing hold of the concrete he raced up the side of the tower, once hitting the top he slid into an open window, a tall room that disappeared into the rafters, cobwebs, broken furniture some boxes, crates covered in sheets, chests , he took in everything but dismissed it at the same time, nothing dangerous he thought, Furel looked up as he heard steps coming up the stairway, still a least 35 steps down he chuckled, he jumped to the rafters and disappeared into the darkness, eventually 3 older men walked through the door all cloaked in flowing robes, one had a red sun burst on the front of his dark robe’s, the others had white sun bursts. “If we are to destroy the orc menace I am afraid we will have to unlock a terror more great then the orc’s and hope we can lock him in his prison once more after the task is done,” the one with the red sun said,
“I thought the mines were filled with many creatures that were locked there throughout the ages, what happens if he was killed while trapped in there?”
“believe me when I say there would be quite the relief if he was, but this demon hunter took twenty of our most powerful wizards century’s ago just to trap him, 14 died in the process before the door’s could finally be locked, my father was one of the wizards that died and I will curse that Night elf’s name till I die but this seems like our only option,”
“Zerafaun, it was our fore fathers that encountered this creature, we have no idea of this beasts power or what we are truly dealing with, are you sure this is the safest of plans? What if we cannot contain the beast like last time?”
“then we perish just as we are now to the threat of Thrall and his horde of orcs, there bloodlust is stronger then before, they are ravaging our troops like nothing, it is said once released from the mine the one who open’s the doors for the captive will be given control of the one released, now you can help me save the human race or you can die with it, your choice Rathamor, live or die,” Zerafaun said with disdain as he pulled open one of the chest’s and a small glowing blue orb floated to the old man’s hand, “it is a shame larwin could not be with us for this but with his death Thrall believes me to be dead and that will leave us to reach Tarwins gap and release Talon from his prison.”
Furel was surprised to see Zerafaun still alive but it didn’t shake him as he jumped from the rafter’s landing behind the wizards like a feather landing on water, his dark blade slid from its sheath, as the wizards turned his other hand flicked pushing into the one wizards neck rendering him unconscious and with his blade in the other hand took the other wizard with the white sun’s head from his shoulders, fireballs flew from Zerafauns hands as rage filled him, some troll covered in black had discovered all his plans and must not be able to walk out of here alive, lightning danced around the room destroying everything in it’s path except for the troll who seemed to dance around it with no effort at all, almost like he was having fun, Zerafaun caught a flicker from the troll’s hand as a throwing spike caught him in the eye, Zerafaun reeled back cursing as he coated the room with ice shards, Furels blade was like a blur deflecting the ice blades and shooting them back at the old wizard, but a light burst melted the shards before they could reach him, the wizards hands came together and Furel stopped moving watching the wizard, with a chant a bluish white flame burst from the wizards hands shooting towards Furel’s head, Furel dove to the ground and came up rising with his blade in a rising arc splitting the wizard in half, a look of awe was left in the wizards eye as the two pieces fell to the ground, Furel felt through the dead man’s cloak and came out with the glowing orb and slipped it into his pouch. As the wizard Furel knocked out awoke he felt the blade pushing into his throat, he felt the troll push his strong fingers into his neck, “I have just cut of the oxygen going to your brain if you do not tell me what I want to know you will die?”
The wizard choked out a yes, “now where is the generals war room?”
“it is down a floor you will see it because of all the gaurds, it is useless going for the generals head, you may have caught us by surprise but they will be more then ready for you young troll, release me and I can help you escape,” the wizard squealed out bleeding from the mouth,
“I’m not the one who has to worry about escaping” Furel spit out as his blade slid through the old man’s neck.
Death slid through the hallways as guards were left headless throughout the tower, Furel’s vengeance was reaped as his blade claimed life after life, pile’s of bodies left strewn on the blood soaked floor, the arrow just nicked his ear as he caught the shaft in mid flight, he turned to see an elf with his hand flicking for another arrow, the elf was good he had almost caught him off guard, he spun releasing the throwing spike as the next arrow flew through the air almost catching Furels shoulder, his blade sunk in straight between the elf’s eye’s.
Furel opened the large door’s to come across a giant hulk of a man crouched over a table, his shining armor glowed but looked as if it had been through many battles,
“I asked not to be disturbed!” the man said in a booming voice
“Well consider yourself disturbed” Furel replied
“The man turned and laughed as he seen the small troll standing before him, “what is this? A mere troll standing before the great general Garath, I don’t know how you could have gotten past my gaurds but you will regret ever looking into these eye’s young troll!” the man spat as he reached over his desk and pulled the biggest mace Furel had ever seen, the man charged slamming the mace through the floor where Furel had just been, the man had been a lot faster then Furel had thought wearing all that armor, the man spun sending the mace smashing through a book shelf sending books and wood flying through the air, Furel bounced off the wall coming behind the lumbering man slashing against the armor proved futile as the man’s armor was some of the finest mithril ever made as was the same as Furel’s dark blade, as his blade bounced off the man’s armor Furel realized he was to close as the mans other hand came across smashing into Furels face sending him crashing across the room, with a kick up Furel was up in a flash sending throwing spikes at the man’s throat but were stopped dead blocked by the shield the man just picked up, the man came charging with the shield hoping to push the troll into the wall but caught air as Furel flipped over the man, in mid flip he sent his sword into the back of Garath’s neck but only caught a little flesh as the man was charging forward, Garath turned and felt the back of his neck “no sword has made me bleed in a long time young whelp you will scream for that!” Garath yelled as his mace came across in a side swipe, Furel parried sending the large man of balance, then jumping with all his might came down hard on the man’s knee, he heard the loud snap as Garath yelled out in pain but was cut short as Furel spun with the jump and sent a lightning quick spin kick to the man’s chin, blood spit forth from the man’s mouth as he spun to the ground landing on his stomach, Furel stepped over him and slipping his gurot around the man’s throat pulled and ended the rein of Garath Mashere the great war general.
CHAPTER 3
Talon BladeMoon, Night elf, Demon Hunter. The name hopefully would never have been spoken again but he was remembered, he could feel it in himself as he walked the dark labyrinth. It had been years, centuries as he walked the underdark destroying everything in his path. With darkish blue skin, jet black hair, he had no shirt because of his ability to shut out the cold, dragons facing each other tattooed on his back by his own kin many years ago had there wings spreading out to his shoulders, his tattered pants ripped from the years of travel. His twin mithril Sisawindari hung at his waist, two circuler metal objects that when thrown would produce jagged metal razor sharp blades from all sides. When the legendary Sisawindari is combined with the mystic Veridium crystal it bines the user’s soul to the weapon, the Sisawindari will always return to the soul possessor, when the two Sisawindari’s are combined they form an unbeateable weapon.
Talon smelled the air as he ventured deeper into the canyons, the dragon is getting closer, we will have our fight soon, the rings began to glow red, tingiling his hands warning Talon of danger nearby, or a fight even sooner he thought to himself flipping the rings into his hands, Talon had a sacred blindfold handed down to only master Demon Hunters, he had no need of his eyesight, he could sense, feel every inch of the cavern he was in, sense where the moss was growing on what parts of the damp walls, feel which parts of the jagged stones hanging were loose and as the gigantic cave oger burst through the walls screaming with rage slamming his great club smashing into the ground, his one ring was already flying through the air cutting the loose jagged spikes right where the oger had burst through, spiraling to the ground they smashed into the ogre sending him falling to the ground but Talon was already under him jamming an axe kick into the great beast’s jugular, the ogre staggered back puking blood then collapsing to the ground as three more ogres came bursting from the walls, one with a huge chain with a spike ball on the end that came crashing to the cavern floor, splitting the ground trying to catch at Talon’s feet as he side flipped over the ogres chain, his other ring left his hands in mid flip and before Talon landed the blade had clipped the ogres hand with the chain severing it then shot straight up slicing the beasts face clean off, flipping through the air Talon caught the blade returning to him then landed softly spinning and catching his first ring, before the other two realized what happened to there brother the Sisiwindari’s were already slicing there brainstems in two. Talon caught his blade’s flipping through his fingers and left them hanging from his belt, they stopped glowing.
There would be vengeance wrought upon the world once I am loose he thought to himself, I will destroy for as many day’s as I was unrightfully trapped here, the humans will fear the name Talon Blademoon once again. He remembered that day the wizards began there final assault killing his son Falcon and his wife Syrin, he found them dead by the waterfall close to there home where he met them everyday after training. Three dead wizards laid out along the grass were there, dead by the hands of his wife no doubt, she was a fearsome warrior, his baby drowned in the river. Rage overtook him that day, a bloodrage not seen by the Demon Hunters in centuries; he caught up with the wizards crossing Dires reach. In his rage he was led into a trap.
Screaming the name’s of his wife and child he faced off to twenty three wizards, he had never had or even needed to combine the sisawindari’s but that day he slammed the two pieces together, they formed together bursting into flowing red flames almost dancing on each other, he felt like he and the blade had become one, felt faster then ever before, stronger, deadlier, the blade almost fed off his lifeforce as he fed off it. He could feel the life forces of all the wizards, Talon shot his hand out and a green beam fed into the wizards souls draining them of there lifeforce’s. A couple of the lesser wizards dropped to there knee’s, fireballs sliced through the air, lightning danced from the sky, ice shards crashed to the earth, lava fountains burst from the ground as Talon flowed from one stance to another deflecting balls of fire and lightning with the mystical sisawindari, he weaved watching the ice shards pass by harmlessly then springing from the ground flying through the air twenty yards before landing to the ground laughing. His hand was a blur as he released the blade that hummed through air splitting necks and skulls alike, his stance changed and he dove to the ground rolling forward coming just under a wizard as his blade burst through the mans chest, he twisted catching the blade behind his back then brought his foot around in a crescent kick landing square in another wizards jaw that was charging forward with an ice blade in his hands, the mans head exploded of his shoulders, the other wizards stared in disbelief before they got there sense’s together firing lightning bolts where they could catch a blur of motion, unfortunately Talon was to fast and by the time the other’s even had a chance to catch a blur the Sisawindari had ended six others lives in a wide arc spinning through the air catching leg’s, heads, torso’s, all they had time to see was a red flame before they ceased to exist.
Talon stood thirty yards away laughing to himself staring at the last five huddled in a circle combining there power chanting to themselves hoping for some sort of salvation, invisibility cloaked them all, a silence filled the air as Talon stood calmly by waiting, just then speeding comets seemed to form from thin air racing towards Talon, a raging green inferno of flames encompassed Talon as the comets dissipated into the flames, a wizard who came approaching too close burst into flames falling to the ground screaming. Talon could feel the anticipation of the Sisawindari burning alive in his hands, he let loose throwing the blade straight up into the air, a wizard appeared running towards him with a giant flaming sword but before he could reach ten feet the blade came burning to the ground splitting the man in half, it shot into the ground then spewed forth milliseconds later blowing out another wizards feet, making an arc two more heads fell to the ground then with one last spin it sunk into the last wizard who was lying on the ground with no feet.
Talon pulled his blade from the last wizard and pulled the blades apart, the red flames receded and he felt himself return to normal, just then a bluish light appeard on the mountain side he stepped closer drawn to the light, his hand touched the light and he felt a strange warmth, the light expanded then burst into a large circular star pattern with strange ancient writing on the side, Talon felt a pull that drew him to the circle but pulled back not knowing what was going on. The footsteps above the cliff caught his attention as three cloaked figures stepped forth looking down upon Talon, they pulled there hoods back to revel the orc warlock Kuldan, the human necromancer Mordyus, and the undead mage known as Sarafys. “What is this I see before me?” yelled Talon, “I never thought I would see the day humans, orcs and undead would align themselves, your alliance means nothing, the Night elves and Demon hunters will kill you especially with the Sisawindari at my side!” he spat,
“And what happens if you and your Mystic blade are not around to stop us?” Mordyus replied menacingly as the blue star opened emitting a huge wave of energy that sucked Talon straight through the hole locking him to the dark labyrinth in the mine’s of Xayiaryn Pass.
Thrall and Furel flew through the dense tree’s atop Snowsongs back, the giant wolf dodged through trees and bush’s gliding back and forth racing towards the giant tower in the distance. They could just catch the top of the spire from the view off the wolf’s back, “my sentry’s tell me that general Garath is the one in charge and is evacuating the tower after there defeat to us, with what I have seen from you there should be no problems now that the wizard Zerafaun is no more, but still be on guard, just because there defeated you will still be alone in the tower.”
“There will be no problems, no one will see me if your sentry’s are correct?” Furel questioned,
You doubt my sentry’s Furel, that is a bold statement that I don’t think they would like to hear,” Thrall replied,
“it just doesn’t make sense to only have one wizard protecting such a powerful advantage point such as Dire’s reach, the land itself is rich with forests, water, oil, there is only one way in, the rest surrounded by mountains and water, why only one wizard for such a key place?”
“ Snowsong stop” the wolf came to a stop just on the verge of an open grassland rising unto a gigantic tower black as night, “this is where you get off, remember they must not know what we are after, if they fortify the defense’s at the internment camps we will have no chance of freeing our brother’s,”
“You needed only to tell me once” Furel replied jumping from Snowsongs back and disappearing into the tall grass. Thrall watched as the ninja troll seem to materialize into the grass, it looked as if not a blade of grass moved as he lost sight of Furel,” be careful young one, the salvation of our race depends on you.”
Furel slipped his shuku’s over his hands and waited in the tall grass watching the two gaurds in front of a gate, they were chatting but still on alert he thought to himself, they were good, very good, but of course they would be the best, after a battle of that magnitude they would be very watchful, he watched their eye’s, blinking at different times, he needed the right moment, when it came both the guards blinked at the same time and in that moment before they could open there eye’s Furel sprang from the grass and was behind them, the gaurds kept on like nothing had happened, Furel brought his hands in front of the guards throats and with one smooth motion the spikes on his shuku’s slipped into each gaurds jugular and silenced them permanently. Furel had a grudge with human’s they had killed his mentor, his friend, he would have revenge tonight he thought to himself. With his shuku’s grabbing hold of the concrete he raced up the side of the tower, once hitting the top he slid into an open window, a tall room that disappeared into the rafters, cobwebs, broken furniture some boxes, crates covered in sheets, chests , he took in everything but dismissed it at the same time, nothing dangerous he thought, Furel looked up as he heard steps coming up the stairway, still a least 35 steps down he chuckled, he jumped to the rafters and disappeared into the darkness, eventually 3 older men walked through the door all cloaked in flowing robes, one had a red sun burst on the front of his dark robe’s, the others had white sun bursts. “If we are to destroy the orc menace I am afraid we will have to unlock a terror more great then the orc’s and hope we can lock him in his prison once more after the task is done,” the one with the red sun said,
“I thought the mines were filled with many creatures that were locked there throughout the ages, what happens if he was killed while trapped in there?”
“believe me when I say there would be quite the relief if he was, but this demon hunter took twenty of our most powerful wizards century’s ago just to trap him, 14 died in the process before the door’s could finally be locked, my father was one of the wizards that died and I will curse that Night elf’s name till I die but this seems like our only option,”
“Zerafaun, it was our fore fathers that encountered this creature, we have no idea of this beasts power or what we are truly dealing with, are you sure this is the safest of plans? What if we cannot contain the beast like last time?”
“then we perish just as we are now to the threat of Thrall and his horde of orcs, there bloodlust is stronger then before, they are ravaging our troops like nothing, it is said once released from the mine the one who open’s the doors for the captive will be given control of the one released, now you can help me save the human race or you can die with it, your choice Rathamor, live or die,” Zerafaun said with disdain as he pulled open one of the chest’s and a small glowing blue orb floated to the old man’s hand, “it is a shame larwin could not be with us for this but with his death Thrall believes me to be dead and that will leave us to reach Tarwins gap and release Talon from his prison.”
Furel was surprised to see Zerafaun still alive but it didn’t shake him as he jumped from the rafter’s landing behind the wizards like a feather landing on water, his dark blade slid from its sheath, as the wizards turned his other hand flicked pushing into the one wizards neck rendering him unconscious and with his blade in the other hand took the other wizard with the white sun’s head from his shoulders, fireballs flew from Zerafauns hands as rage filled him, some troll covered in black had discovered all his plans and must not be able to walk out of here alive, lightning danced around the room destroying everything in it’s path except for the troll who seemed to dance around it with no effort at all, almost like he was having fun, Zerafaun caught a flicker from the troll’s hand as a throwing spike caught him in the eye, Zerafaun reeled back cursing as he coated the room with ice shards, Furels blade was like a blur deflecting the ice blades and shooting them back at the old wizard, but a light burst melted the shards before they could reach him, the wizards hands came together and Furel stopped moving watching the wizard, with a chant a bluish white flame burst from the wizards hands shooting towards Furel’s head, Furel dove to the ground and came up rising with his blade in a rising arc splitting the wizard in half, a look of awe was left in the wizards eye as the two pieces fell to the ground, Furel felt through the dead man’s cloak and came out with the glowing orb and slipped it into his pouch. As the wizard Furel knocked out awoke he felt the blade pushing into his throat, he felt the troll push his strong fingers into his neck, “I have just cut of the oxygen going to your brain if you do not tell me what I want to know you will die?”
The wizard choked out a yes, “now where is the generals war room?”
“it is down a floor you will see it because of all the gaurds, it is useless going for the generals head, you may have caught us by surprise but they will be more then ready for you young troll, release me and I can help you escape,” the wizard squealed out bleeding from the mouth,
“I’m not the one who has to worry about escaping” Furel spit out as his blade slid through the old man’s neck.
Death slid through the hallways as guards were left headless throughout the tower, Furel’s vengeance was reaped as his blade claimed life after life, pile’s of bodies left strewn on the blood soaked floor, the arrow just nicked his ear as he caught the shaft in mid flight, he turned to see an elf with his hand flicking for another arrow, the elf was good he had almost caught him off guard, he spun releasing the throwing spike as the next arrow flew through the air almost catching Furels shoulder, his blade sunk in straight between the elf’s eye’s.
Furel opened the large door’s to come across a giant hulk of a man crouched over a table, his shining armor glowed but looked as if it had been through many battles,
“I asked not to be disturbed!” the man said in a booming voice
“Well consider yourself disturbed” Furel replied
“The man turned and laughed as he seen the small troll standing before him, “what is this? A mere troll standing before the great general Garath, I don’t know how you could have gotten past my gaurds but you will regret ever looking into these eye’s young troll!” the man spat as he reached over his desk and pulled the biggest mace Furel had ever seen, the man charged slamming the mace through the floor where Furel had just been, the man had been a lot faster then Furel had thought wearing all that armor, the man spun sending the mace smashing through a book shelf sending books and wood flying through the air, Furel bounced off the wall coming behind the lumbering man slashing against the armor proved futile as the man’s armor was some of the finest mithril ever made as was the same as Furel’s dark blade, as his blade bounced off the man’s armor Furel realized he was to close as the mans other hand came across smashing into Furels face sending him crashing across the room, with a kick up Furel was up in a flash sending throwing spikes at the man’s throat but were stopped dead blocked by the shield the man just picked up, the man came charging with the shield hoping to push the troll into the wall but caught air as Furel flipped over the man, in mid flip he sent his sword into the back of Garath’s neck but only caught a little flesh as the man was charging forward, Garath turned and felt the back of his neck “no sword has made me bleed in a long time young whelp you will scream for that!” Garath yelled as his mace came across in a side swipe, Furel parried sending the large man of balance, then jumping with all his might came down hard on the man’s knee, he heard the loud snap as Garath yelled out in pain but was cut short as Furel spun with the jump and sent a lightning quick spin kick to the man’s chin, blood spit forth from the man’s mouth as he spun to the ground landing on his stomach, Furel stepped over him and slipping his gurot around the man’s throat pulled and ended the rein of Garath Mashere the great war general.
CHAPTER 3
Talon BladeMoon, Night elf, Demon Hunter. The name hopefully would never have been spoken again but he was remembered, he could feel it in himself as he walked the dark labyrinth. It had been years, centuries as he walked the underdark destroying everything in his path. With darkish blue skin, jet black hair, he had no shirt because of his ability to shut out the cold, dragons facing each other tattooed on his back by his own kin many years ago had there wings spreading out to his shoulders, his tattered pants ripped from the years of travel. His twin mithril Sisawindari hung at his waist, two circuler metal objects that when thrown would produce jagged metal razor sharp blades from all sides. When the legendary Sisawindari is combined with the mystic Veridium crystal it bines the user’s soul to the weapon, the Sisawindari will always return to the soul possessor, when the two Sisawindari’s are combined they form an unbeateable weapon.
Talon smelled the air as he ventured deeper into the canyons, the dragon is getting closer, we will have our fight soon, the rings began to glow red, tingiling his hands warning Talon of danger nearby, or a fight even sooner he thought to himself flipping the rings into his hands, Talon had a sacred blindfold handed down to only master Demon Hunters, he had no need of his eyesight, he could sense, feel every inch of the cavern he was in, sense where the moss was growing on what parts of the damp walls, feel which parts of the jagged stones hanging were loose and as the gigantic cave oger burst through the walls screaming with rage slamming his great club smashing into the ground, his one ring was already flying through the air cutting the loose jagged spikes right where the oger had burst through, spiraling to the ground they smashed into the ogre sending him falling to the ground but Talon was already under him jamming an axe kick into the great beast’s jugular, the ogre staggered back puking blood then collapsing to the ground as three more ogres came bursting from the walls, one with a huge chain with a spike ball on the end that came crashing to the cavern floor, splitting the ground trying to catch at Talon’s feet as he side flipped over the ogres chain, his other ring left his hands in mid flip and before Talon landed the blade had clipped the ogres hand with the chain severing it then shot straight up slicing the beasts face clean off, flipping through the air Talon caught the blade returning to him then landed softly spinning and catching his first ring, before the other two realized what happened to there brother the Sisiwindari’s were already slicing there brainstems in two. Talon caught his blade’s flipping through his fingers and left them hanging from his belt, they stopped glowing.
There would be vengeance wrought upon the world once I am loose he thought to himself, I will destroy for as many day’s as I was unrightfully trapped here, the humans will fear the name Talon Blademoon once again. He remembered that day the wizards began there final assault killing his son Falcon and his wife Syrin, he found them dead by the waterfall close to there home where he met them everyday after training. Three dead wizards laid out along the grass were there, dead by the hands of his wife no doubt, she was a fearsome warrior, his baby drowned in the river. Rage overtook him that day, a bloodrage not seen by the Demon Hunters in centuries; he caught up with the wizards crossing Dires reach. In his rage he was led into a trap.
Screaming the name’s of his wife and child he faced off to twenty three wizards, he had never had or even needed to combine the sisawindari’s but that day he slammed the two pieces together, they formed together bursting into flowing red flames almost dancing on each other, he felt like he and the blade had become one, felt faster then ever before, stronger, deadlier, the blade almost fed off his lifeforce as he fed off it. He could feel the life forces of all the wizards, Talon shot his hand out and a green beam fed into the wizards souls draining them of there lifeforce’s. A couple of the lesser wizards dropped to there knee’s, fireballs sliced through the air, lightning danced from the sky, ice shards crashed to the earth, lava fountains burst from the ground as Talon flowed from one stance to another deflecting balls of fire and lightning with the mystical sisawindari, he weaved watching the ice shards pass by harmlessly then springing from the ground flying through the air twenty yards before landing to the ground laughing. His hand was a blur as he released the blade that hummed through air splitting necks and skulls alike, his stance changed and he dove to the ground rolling forward coming just under a wizard as his blade burst through the mans chest, he twisted catching the blade behind his back then brought his foot around in a crescent kick landing square in another wizards jaw that was charging forward with an ice blade in his hands, the mans head exploded of his shoulders, the other wizards stared in disbelief before they got there sense’s together firing lightning bolts where they could catch a blur of motion, unfortunately Talon was to fast and by the time the other’s even had a chance to catch a blur the Sisawindari had ended six others lives in a wide arc spinning through the air catching leg’s, heads, torso’s, all they had time to see was a red flame before they ceased to exist.
Talon stood thirty yards away laughing to himself staring at the last five huddled in a circle combining there power chanting to themselves hoping for some sort of salvation, invisibility cloaked them all, a silence filled the air as Talon stood calmly by waiting, just then speeding comets seemed to form from thin air racing towards Talon, a raging green inferno of flames encompassed Talon as the comets dissipated into the flames, a wizard who came approaching too close burst into flames falling to the ground screaming. Talon could feel the anticipation of the Sisawindari burning alive in his hands, he let loose throwing the blade straight up into the air, a wizard appeared running towards him with a giant flaming sword but before he could reach ten feet the blade came burning to the ground splitting the man in half, it shot into the ground then spewed forth milliseconds later blowing out another wizards feet, making an arc two more heads fell to the ground then with one last spin it sunk into the last wizard who was lying on the ground with no feet.
Talon pulled his blade from the last wizard and pulled the blades apart, the red flames receded and he felt himself return to normal, just then a bluish light appeard on the mountain side he stepped closer drawn to the light, his hand touched the light and he felt a strange warmth, the light expanded then burst into a large circular star pattern with strange ancient writing on the side, Talon felt a pull that drew him to the circle but pulled back not knowing what was going on. The footsteps above the cliff caught his attention as three cloaked figures stepped forth looking down upon Talon, they pulled there hoods back to revel the orc warlock Kuldan, the human necromancer Mordyus, and the undead mage known as Sarafys. “What is this I see before me?” yelled Talon, “I never thought I would see the day humans, orcs and undead would align themselves, your alliance means nothing, the Night elves and Demon hunters will kill you especially with the Sisawindari at my side!” he spat,
“And what happens if you and your Mystic blade are not around to stop us?” Mordyus replied menacingly as the blue star opened emitting a huge wave of energy that sucked Talon straight through the hole locking him to the dark labyrinth in the mine’s of Xayiaryn Pass.