A Wizard's Tears by Gilbert Craig

Author:Gilbert, Craig [Gilbert, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-09-29T06:00:00+00:00

Yvanna said nothing, her head bowed, trying to hide her fresh tears from the others. She had always been a strong person, and this show of weakness hurt her. She genuinely felt scared for her life, and this was foremost in her mind.

Relb had begun to chatter incessantly to everyone. He constantly asked Corg if Keldoran was alive. He constantly turned to Yvanna and asked if she was all right. It was as if the sounds of his own voice comforted him.

Corg knew his companions were scared out of their wits and coping in the only way they could: Relb with his voice, Yvanna with her head bowed. As for himself, he had witnessed battles and come close to losing his own life before. He smiled grimly. Perhaps he was getting used to it, for he felt no fear.

Ah, now they were getting somewhere! Steps descended downwards, and Corg took them two strides at a time, dextrously balancing Keldoran on his shoulders as he made haste. Yvanna and Relb rushed to keep up with him, as the feeling of urgency started to overwhelm them. They reached the bottom of the steps, and entered a large chamber. Yes! Corg remembered this. The entrance to the guild was here.

The chamber was more like a courtyard, with stone tiles covering the floor. Pillars of obsidian stood tall and proud here, atop them strange glowing energies, lighting the way. There were long benches and tables here: obviously a meeting room of some sort. At the end of the long chamber was a doorway, and Corg knew this led to the outside. Practically running, the group flew across the chamber, heading for the door.

Silently, the door opened on its hinges.

The party stopped running abruptly. Yvanna let out a shriek of alarm and fear. Framed in the doorway was the sorcerer, with his pet Slardinian a step behind, carrying the prone figure of the priestess over one shoulder, mimicking Corg carrying Keldoran.

Several things happened at once.

Keldoran shook violently, seeming to be aware of the stranger, and his eyes flicked open, staring at the sorcerer. Unbidden his hands closed into fists. A harsh blast of blue energy erupted from his knuckles. The energy surged along the floor towards the sorcerer. When it collided with his feet, there was a huge explosion, as if his touch ignited a spark in the energy, and with a loud cry of surprise and pain the stranger was tossed backwards, along with the Slardinian. Once done, Keldoran collapsed back into unconsciousness.

As the sorcerer fell, a voice came from across the room. "Over here!"

Corg glanced sideways, and saw Nagoth, the Norfel, gesturing for them to follow him. They had not seen him before, and it seemed that Nagoth had just come out of a wall! He had obviously found a hidden passage. A good place to hide from the sorcerer before he recovered!

The juggler herded the others towards Nagoth. All were stunned by Keldoran's sudden surge of power, but they could already see the sorcerer stirring from the strike, and they needed to escape quickly.

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