secured and so only fragments of her straight blonde hair shone through.
Suddenly, Starlyn rushed west and climbed up the towering rock. The creatures behind followed her to the rock and stared up in disbelief. She pushed her feet from the rough surface of the stone and somersaulted backward. When she landed behind the three creatures, she bashed in one’s head with her hammer and crushed the hand of another. The third charged at her, managing to knock her to the ground. Without a chance for a breath, she pulled out shurikens from her pouch and launched three into the skull of the reptilian creature. It skidded headfirst toward her, and she rolled out of the way before rising to her feet. Her grip loosened on her hammer as she readjusted it to face her last opponent.
Another twenty paces away, Karceoles stood no longer wielding magic. Instead, he used his zylek like a weapon. He was able to block blows from both sides of him and twirl in complex patterns that showed off his skills. It was strange seeing such an old man attack with such incredible speed. His zylek blocked the axe blows as easily as a sword would without taking a single mark. His blunt weapon didn’t cause as much damage as a sword, yet it was still efficient.
A few times, he knocked them down with a whack of his zylek. Other times, he channeled a pulse of energy through it that jolted the creatures back several paces. He could sense a draeyk trying to sneak up on him from behind. Spinning his zylek swiftly in his hands, he knocked it in the side of the face, breaking its jaw. With a loud thud, the creature hit the ground, clenching its broken bone. As his back was turned, another draeyk swung its axe toward his face that he was not able to sidestep in time. The blade grazed his cheek, creating a three-inch line of blood. A sharp pain tingled through his body, and he cursed his own foolishness.
Karceoles hadn’t been so foolish to add a scar to his collection in years. He felt the blood trickling down his face with his fingertips. It had been a long time since he had been overwhelmed in battle. Without trying, he could feel energy channeling from his body into the zylek. The weapon was charging in response to his anger. His nose winced, and his lips parted to show snarling teeth. He dashed at the two draeyks in front of him with stronger blows that took the form of a dance. An illuminating orange light radiated from the zylek that had previously been absent. He pivoted the weapon so it collided with a draeyk’s skull. The blow tossed the creature a span back, surrounded in orange flames. He fought the next as he pivoted his zylek and proceeded to break every bone in the creature’s body.
The wizard stared coldly at the last one as fire came out of his eyes. He held his zylek forward, creating a glowing orange whip from its tip. Without a second’s delay, he slashed it at the creature. The creature shrieked so loudly that it made everyone want to cover their ears. It made a dent in the side of the draeyk’s black scaly skull that smoldered. He slashed at the creature again. The draeyk brought its axe up, attempting a block, but the whip melted through the axe. Another strike caught the handle to incinerate it in mere seconds. Horror stuck the draeyk’s face, and it backed up awestruck. Karceoles stepped forward, the whip growing even longer, until with one last slash of his zylek it wrapped around the draeyk.
There was utter shock on the creature’s face with eyes wider than ever seen before. Its mouth hung open as the pressure of the whip tightened, causing flames to sprinkle out. Within seconds, the entire draeyk was engulfed in flame, burning it alive. Karceoles whispered unintelligible words that seemed to echo in power while grasping his zylek tighter. The whip sawed at the creature’s body, cutting into its flesh until it shattered the body into dozens of pieces that flew in every direction. Each piece that exploded out was aflame and burned
Suddenly, Starlyn rushed west and climbed up the towering rock. The creatures behind followed her to the rock and stared up in disbelief. She pushed her feet from the rough surface of the stone and somersaulted backward. When she landed behind the three creatures, she bashed in one’s head with her hammer and crushed the hand of another. The third charged at her, managing to knock her to the ground. Without a chance for a breath, she pulled out shurikens from her pouch and launched three into the skull of the reptilian creature. It skidded headfirst toward her, and she rolled out of the way before rising to her feet. Her grip loosened on her hammer as she readjusted it to face her last opponent.
Another twenty paces away, Karceoles stood no longer wielding magic. Instead, he used his zylek like a weapon. He was able to block blows from both sides of him and twirl in complex patterns that showed off his skills. It was strange seeing such an old man attack with such incredible speed. His zylek blocked the axe blows as easily as a sword would without taking a single mark. His blunt weapon didn’t cause as much damage as a sword, yet it was still efficient.
A few times, he knocked them down with a whack of his zylek. Other times, he channeled a pulse of energy through it that jolted the creatures back several paces. He could sense a draeyk trying to sneak up on him from behind. Spinning his zylek swiftly in his hands, he knocked it in the side of the face, breaking its jaw. With a loud thud, the creature hit the ground, clenching its broken bone. As his back was turned, another draeyk swung its axe toward his face that he was not able to sidestep in time. The blade grazed his cheek, creating a three-inch line of blood. A sharp pain tingled through his body, and he cursed his own foolishness.
Karceoles hadn’t been so foolish to add a scar to his collection in years. He felt the blood trickling down his face with his fingertips. It had been a long time since he had been overwhelmed in battle. Without trying, he could feel energy channeling from his body into the zylek. The weapon was charging in response to his anger. His nose winced, and his lips parted to show snarling teeth. He dashed at the two draeyks in front of him with stronger blows that took the form of a dance. An illuminating orange light radiated from the zylek that had previously been absent. He pivoted the weapon so it collided with a draeyk’s skull. The blow tossed the creature a span back, surrounded in orange flames. He fought the next as he pivoted his zylek and proceeded to break every bone in the creature’s body.
The wizard stared coldly at the last one as fire came out of his eyes. He held his zylek forward, creating a glowing orange whip from its tip. Without a second’s delay, he slashed it at the creature. The creature shrieked so loudly that it made everyone want to cover their ears. It made a dent in the side of the draeyk’s black scaly skull that smoldered. He slashed at the creature again. The draeyk brought its axe up, attempting a block, but the whip melted through the axe. Another strike caught the handle to incinerate it in mere seconds. Horror stuck the draeyk’s face, and it backed up awestruck. Karceoles stepped forward, the whip growing even longer, until with one last slash of his zylek it wrapped around the draeyk.
There was utter shock on the creature’s face with eyes wider than ever seen before. Its mouth hung open as the pressure of the whip tightened, causing flames to sprinkle out. Within seconds, the entire draeyk was engulfed in flame, burning it alive. Karceoles whispered unintelligible words that seemed to echo in power while grasping his zylek tighter. The whip sawed at the creature’s body, cutting into its flesh until it shattered the body into dozens of pieces that flew in every direction. Each piece that exploded out was aflame and burned
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