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#64
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Kenai
Ho! Miscreant!
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He tensed at the mention of someone being outside. Abbadon seemed to think everything would be okay but he'd seen the demon could be too sure of himself sometimes. Right now the last thing he wanted to was extend any part of himself towards the threat. The cavern wasn't devoid of flora but he couldn't communicate with them to find out anything what lie beyond the waterfall.
Sid looked up at Abbadon fearfully, realizing for the first time how much he looked like family. He gulped and meekly reached out with his magic to a specific area. It didn't require as much energy as he thought, he just need to let the surrounding energy carry his own magic where he wanted. They were like neighbors, every speck of energy communicated with another effortlessly.
Sid could sense there was information hanging in the air but he couldn't make head nor tails of what it could be. Outside the waterfall though he did feel the aura of someone else. 'This is someone...familiar?' This was his first time at this exercise he never paid attention before to magic signatures.
"Now then we must hurry, we want to get a move on." The waterfall was all he could hear now, the stillness in the air chilled Thauron. They knew he was here. The one who did not act was oft the one to die in battle. But would he pick the path to a trap? There was but one way behind the falls because jumping through the water would surely open him to any attack. Unless...
Thauron was in the air, dagger in one hand and throwing knife in the other. His path led him into the water except with a simple word of magic they parted to let him through. The moment Thauron saw his enemy the knife dipped in paralysis poison left his fingers before he was near the cavern's ground. His aim was perfect but his distance from the demon Abbadon was great enough for the creature to probably deflect it with ease. Thauron was ready.
"SĂdhondir, don't leave with this creature. Please." His charge was raised to the order's teachings but the child wasn't trained to be a warrior. Harsh words wouldn't endear the child him.
Sid squeaked, "Thauron." He was face to face now with someone who practically embodied all his sense of duty to his own people. The youngling felt so conflicted. He was afraid, he wanted to run...
"I don't...want to die." His misty mis-matched eyes looked pleadingly towards the older elf. If he left with him surely that's what would happen. Thauron had hopes to prevent that from happening. "I wouldn't let that happen." he said soothingly as his own voice would let him. Thauron's gaze met Sid's but his attention never left Abbadon.
Before coming he Thauron had sent a message to the elders and the order what he knew. And before coming here he asked the wizards at the school about shadow magic, namely to keep the demon from sending him away again. No one was willing to help an elf of course, but one woman did show him one thing. Abbadon could swallow him in shadows and send him away again but it would be harder now that he knew how to see them in time to jump away.
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Posted 04-19-2014, 06:38 PM
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