Ranger of Taria by J T Williams

Author:J T Williams [Williams, J T]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-05T07:00:00+00:00

Part Nine: The Dwemhar Answer

The rocks Evurn had brought down to block the path were getting pulled out.

Ruak exhaled loudly. Other elves near him formed a line. Rangers joined them. Evurn had been sitting with Aeveam, but he knew she was unable to fight anymore. Rasi, his serpent, slithered up to his shoulder.

“My friend, I believe this fight shall be one truly of shadow elf reckoning.”

Evurn still held his staff, but his magic was beyond weak. He needed more elixirs, more vials of restoration to soothe his broken form, but there were no ingredients in this place. Fogs began to seep into the passage, and the rocks continued to tremble, pebbles rolling off the top of the larger pieces as clawed hands pulled at the stones.

Ruak lunged forward, severing one of the hands. The other elves did the same. Lord Relia thrust his blade in one of the larger openings, and something on the other side ripped the blade away from him.

Ruak let out a laugh. “That is most unfortunate.” He tossed him a blade. “When we survive this, remind me to give you some lessons in sword work!”

Ruak’s humor was not in bad taste. Evurn knew Lord Relia was much older than Ruak, and while laughing in the face of what was before them was indeed strange, the other elves laughed at it. There was little hope beyond the shared laughs.

The rocks were sucked away in a blast of fire. Demon men swarmed, crawling the cavern above and to their sides.

The defenders slashed and stabbed, throwing back their foes in a final stand. But then the demon men sank away. The host of shadows swarmed the room, and many defenders fell to blades of blackness piercing through the rolling fogs.

The shadows took form. The blanched faces of several vampire lords stared them down. Ruak angled his blade as he crouched down. Lord Relia held up his own blade. Evurn stood just to the side of Ruak.

“The elves cursed us before,” one of the vampire lords said. “We were forced from life, our kin sealed away. We make a path for all to return. In the glory of our queens, by the grace of our god, we return to the lands to that which will be a thriving place for our kind! The elves of the West have failed!”

“I still hold my blade, filth of the banished!” Ruak shouted. “Take my blade and drive it into my heart and you may make such claims, but as long as I breathe, you will have no claim to these lands.”

Sitra, the owl of Ruak, flew into the passage behind them.

With a loud caw, Ruak then heard the thunderous approach of their kin.

The vampire lords lunged toward the defenders.

Evurn blocked one of their bites with his staff, punching the skull of the lord, as Ruak parried and slashed, turning one of the forms to shadow. The demon men near the rear of the passage were falling back. Great flashes of light lit the outside, and elven horn calls filled the air.

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