The Dragons of Decay by J.J. Thompson

Author:J.J. Thompson [Thompson, J.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.J. Thompson
Published: 2015-07-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

As the group appeared in Florida, Simon stumbled away from them, looking around frantically. Aeris was next to him and their eyes met. It was obvious that the air elemental had seen the same thing that the wizard had.

“He was overwhelmed,” Aeris whispered, his face twisted with grief.

“I know.” Simon said. Then he hurried away from the others and the helpful townspeople who moved forward to lend a hand with the supplies. They had no idea about what had just happened and were talking and laughing together.

Simon found a bare patch of ground, an old ant hill poking out of the tall grass, and fell to his knees in front of it. Aeris moved to hover to his right.

The wizard stared at the ground, clenched his fists and focused as much of his power as he could. He knew that there wasn't much left.

“Kronk, I need you!” he stated firmly, watching the bare earth intently.

They waited but nothing happened.

“Damn it,” the wizard muttered. “It won't end like this. I won't let it!”

He focused again, feeling the magic build up inside of him. It was like scraping a bowl for the last bit of icing, frantically looking for one final taste. As the power built up, so did Simon's resolve, and his anger.

“No one else dies because of me,” he said, hissing in fury through gritted teeth. “You hear me, you damned gods of Chaos? You're not going to win, not this time.”

“My dear wizard,” Aeris began to say gently. “Don't you think...”

“No!” Simon said and slammed his fist into the hard-packed earth. “Not this time, God damn it! I've lost enough. Not. This. Time.” And with each world he smashed his fist down, splitting the skin on his knuckles and leaving splotches of red, like a primitive sacrifice, on the dried dirt.

“Kronk,” he bellowed. ”Come back to me!”

And like an explosion, all of Simon's remaining power erupted out of him. A blast of silver light, like an aura of electrical energy, blazed around his frail body, knocking Aeris tumbling through the air. Blood gushed out of his nose and ran down from his ears, but the wizard didn't feel it. All he knew was that he wanted his friend back. All he could feel was his resolve.

If I die from this, then I die, was his last thought as darkness claimed him. Maybe it's better this way.

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