The gates to the city were barred shut. Hundreds of men stood atop the ramparts, all ready for battle. Siege weapons were scattered behind a waiting infantry and cavalry waited at the flank gates. Due to the landscape there was a natural bottleneck, a kill zone. Raiders to this city could only attack from this gate, and only 10 abreast. Heavy equipment was too cumbersome and slow to be use here. Cliffs dropped hundreds of feet to the water below on every side. Battles for the city always ended the same, in a bloody loss for the aggressors.
"I've watched and read of many battles here" Cully said while drawing a map of the city from memory. "Swift flowing waters forced boats close to the banks and cliff faces that would destroy the hulls with jagged boulders. Those that managed to find purchase on the cliff face had to fight the winds and often feel to their death. Of the few invaders strong enough to beat the winds, they now faced archer fire and burning pitch. In 900 years only two people had made it to the ramparts. One was the Hybrid man named Moses. A mixture of Gorilla and Human made him uniquely suited for the climb. However, once on the ramparts archer fire decimated his body. The second to make it was Ulan, still known as the most effective assassin in history. Ulan made it past the ramparts by waiting until dark to cross undetected. His goal was to steal the family blade of the Duke after killing him. He was discovered by a Blood Elf Water Dancer. Ulan was an amazing assassin, but the Water dancer was also amazing. Without the element of surprise, Ulan lost in mere moments."
Cully had more leadership experience than any other in the group, but this looked tough. The group could simply walk away from this foolish course, but Delanna would never be able to grow while this man lived.
“Kavon, how many golems have you made?” She asked the burly man.
“I am at my limit. Roughly one hundred and forty, give or take a few.” His eyes closed in focus. I believe that I may have a way to improve the golems, but it is very dangerous.”
Delanna immediately spoke up, “No, there is enough danger already.”
“Lady Delanna, we must take risks if we are to complete this task. None of us would be able to withstand the barrage of that entire force. They are certainly ready for the attack. Please, hear him out.” Delanna hesitantly nodded understanding and looked to Kavon.
“I’ve been practicing my active magical defenses since the day that I acquired the bond. I believe that I can do more with them than adapt and absorb. I would like to try something that will seem a bit insane. I would like for Lily to attack me.” Delanna twisted her face in shock and confusion. Lily floated to the table, smoke forming into the shape of a 10-inch version of her once physical body.
“Now why would you want that?” She asked.
Kavon opened his mouth to explain but decided on another course. “It would be easier if I were to show you."
Delanna tried to stop what happened next but was a moment too late.
“Okay!” Lilly sang and shot an attack at Kavon.
Remarkably, the shot flared on his defensive aura and stayed. Kavon picked up a golem, moved the energy along the barrier and pushed it through the golems control stone. Inky blackness quickly stained the wooden figure until it looked like a Shadowwood Tree version of its light brown wood.
Everyone stared in excitement for a few moments, anticipating something else. Nothing more happened. “Well, I’m sorry, I hoped that would give it abilities like that type of magic.” Kavon sighed as he set the creature down.
“Idiot. Stick, kill floating smoke girl.” Tom said with a hint of exasperation.
Immediately the stick jumped on the table, a smoke blade formed from his right limb and he swiped at Lily. Lily simply clapped with joy. The blade was made from her magic and couldn’t hurt her, but it was an awe-inspiring display of ingenuity. “Little wooden Lily murder dolls! Yay!”
The entire group laughed at Lily’s excitement as she flitted and danced around the murderous twig laughing the whole time.
Cully’s face lit up, an idea taking hold. “I think I know how we can use this. Kavon, can you do this to all of the golems under your power?”
“Yes, Lady Cully, it takes no additional toll on me.” Kavon bowed slightly so that Cully wouldn’t notice and bop him on the head like the first four times he’d called her "Lady".
“Tom,” Delanna said “what are the chances of a psionic attack?”
“No good, need to be closer if strangers. Only work long way on simple minds and people Tom knows. Longer range if Ka…stupid human knows well too.” Tom caught Kavon’s slight smile when he heard the near use of his name. “Say one word, I castrate you.” Tom held up a single finger as it morphed into a claw.
“Okay, so what’s the plan Cully?” Delanna questioned.
“First, we need to make a trebuchet, and then…” the group focused in on the map.
*Three Hours Later*
“Okay, are we all clear on the plan?” Cully had gone over the plan twice. She finally had to tell the spaced-out Lily that her job was to just kill everything beyond the gates.
Everyone nodded their approval and moved to positions.
“On my mark.” Cully was watching the horizon. The moment that the sun dipped out of sight she pulled her hand down.
“Hold onto each other until you impact the ground. Go for the people on the big wooden machines first, next go for the archers and then the men with swords.” He commanded the little golems. They were snugly seated in a homemade trebuchet. Bendwood Pine was hard to cut down but well worth the effort.
Tom sat on Kavon’s shoulder, pierced the man’s skin with his feet just to remind him who was in charge, and began to pump power into the man. Quickly, Kavon’s form shifted from human to a bi-pedal scorpion variation of himself. He lifted two stones, cradled them and jumped from the platform down to the marked spot. The fulcrums end slammed to the ground sending the Bendwood made shaft into a violent flex for a few moments and groaning with strain. Violently the energy in the tree release and fired the ball of “Little wooden Lily murder dolls” through the air.
"Told you! Gnome's stupid, but good at making lazy tools." Tom, as always, knew his idea to replace a trebuchet with a simple catapult was superior.
Several minutes passed before any confirmation of a successful volley was given. Out of nowhere, several large stones flew from the opposite side of the gate, crashing on the stone bridge that led to the city. Delanna and her party stood lazily about 200 yards from danger, laughing.
Archer’s in the battlements could only watch in horror at the scene unfolding beneath them. All the fires had been snuffed before sunset to hide the overwhelming strength behind the walls. As it turned out, this was a mistake.
Soldiers occasionally made it to torches and lit them, only to be attacked by monstrous shadow beasts that stood no more than a foot tall. Each of the monsters held two blades that occasionally gleamed in the moonlight. Soldiers in a panic broke formation, others released their catapults and trebuchets believing that the attack was fully under way.
"This is what happens to soldiers when they sit idle for too long. Discipline and training falter quickly. History is full of poor leaders allowing their military to get complacent and destroyed by much smaller forces. Bad for them, good for us." Cully missed battle. The Afterlife was wonderful, but there was nothing greater than seeing a battle plan placed into action.
The Captain was running towards archers screaming in fear. Three feet from the base of the stairs two monsters leapt onto his back, stabbing wildly and flinging blood everywhere. An archer squealed in horror and tried to run. The two beasts looked towards the sounds, turned and made a horrible scream. Every beast in the area replied with their own and darted to the stairs.
Long corridors and bottlenecks in the battlements nullified much of the chaos. Several archers had established hasty cover and lit fire arrows. Every cover failed as the horrible beasts climbed over their slain with no hesitation and overwhelmed the archers.
When the battlements fell in earnest the monsters jumped from the top directly to the ground. There were only 20 or so left at this point and the infantry had time to re-form ranks under command of a Lieutenant. A capable Lieutenant was a rare thing, and always will be. Dispatching the remaining creatures was no easy task. Their blades stayed in smoke form until the moment before a strike, adapting to the infantry shields. Some of them even threw the blades as a ball of smoke. Blocking was impossible, but there were thousands of infantry men, and they did their jobs.
“Lieutenant, what the fuck were those??!!” a soldier in the front rank bellowed, fear dripping off his voice.
“I don’t know, but they’re all dead now! Send a runner to the Duke! He must know of this!” he shouted to the rear lines of his formation. The Lieutenant didn’t notice that EVERY runner took the chance and darted towards the castle.
The golem's wood rotted in minutes being absorbed back into the earth and leaving behind tiny stones that twisted with smoke.
“Mage Terrik! Do you have any insight into these abominations?” he shouted, not knowing exactly where their mage was.
“I believe they are golems." Terrik said reaching for one of the stones. "Ouch!" It burned his hand when he touched it.
"I’ve read about them. It was a magical craft that died long ago. Kill the Maker and the golems all die. If we wait here for an attack, the person who sent these will simply make and send others. We should press an attack.” Terrik was beyond horrified. If this was an attack from The Destroyer, he’d pay dearly for the things he did to her beloved Blood Elf race.
“I disagree. We will back behind the rear most wall and set the cavalry on the east and west corners of the city. They will believe we fully retreated or were destroyed. Once they are within the city we will hit them from three sides with our full force. Men! Move out!” he commanded.
"What are these stones that hurt you? Can we use them, or should we destroy them?" he asked the mage.
"Honestly, these stones scare the shit out of me. We cannot use them but trying to destroy them could release all of their energy. We should leave them and get as far away from them as possible, as quickly as possible." Terrik was already walking through the ranks away from the stones.
"Move out men." Lieutenant Storn shouted.
Along the way back to the rear gates the Lieutenant drew up positions on maps for the commanding officers of the cavalry and informed them to double back and assume flanking positions once inside the rear gate.
*One Hour Later*
“They’ve retreated back to the fortress most likely.” Cully studied the ground. While it was mostly stone out here, small patches of grass gave away the retreat. “I can’t say what their remaining numbers are, but we got many of them.”
“So. it’s a trap then. We will be ambushed on at least three sides if we continue straight down the main road. We should skirt the side roads and face smaller forces.” Kavon briefly showing his military experience.
“OR!” Lily’s form floated around the group. “We could always just go down the middle, let them attack us and kill them all!”
After absorbing the essences of the men here, Delanna and Lily looked a bit…insane. Clearly their bloodlust was tipping the scales on the wrong side.
“No! Smoke lady shut up. Tom not die today. Cully make plan. All that not her shut up.” Tom clearly disliked the idea of facing down that many people. Speaking to Cully, Tom pointed at Delanna and Lily. "Mind not right. Bitch lady right, too much bad spirit makes mind break. Tom need time to heal it."
“Well, Kavon is fully restored after being able to re-absorb the magic in the dead golems. How about we set our own trap?” Cully had that evil grin on her face again. “Let me show you all a trick that I learned from the first Lady Death. Kavon, please summon your limit of golems the size of men. They don’t need to be anything more than puppets. I'd like you to use my energy this time."
“Sure thing.” He agreed and immediately went to work. Surprisingly, he found that he was able to use the clothing on the dead solders to form lightweight and hollow golems. He built roughly 400 with tiny specs of sand as their power source. Cully's Pure Spirits agreed, reluctantly, to inhabit the stones for a brief time and gave the golems a slight blue glow.
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*Rear Gate*
“Sir! I see them! It looks like there are only a few hundred!” one of the lookouts shouted.
“Very well. Men ready yourselves and stay out of sight until I give the signal.” When the forms were roughly 100 yards from them, the soldier burst from their hiding spots. Cavalry received their signals and rushed to flank the enemies.
Soldiers collided with the enemy, slashing and tearing limbs and heads off in a great flurry of battle. Shortly after the Cav arrive and tore into the back with great speed and ferocity.
“STOP!” The Lieutenant yelled. He’d noticed that there were no bodies on the ground. Clothes…clothes were piled raggedly all over the ground and the remaining “enemies” weren’t even fighting. They all just lumbered around and bumped into people.
“TRAP!!! RUNNN!!” turning to escape back to cover he caught sight of a bright blue form atop a building. He could almost swear that he saw her make a circle with her left hand and ram her right thumb into it.
Energy swept over the piles of clothes in a visible bright blue wave and Pure Spirits lept from their stones.
None were allowed to escape. In less than 10 seconds every man had fallen to the spirits.
Kavon, Delanna and Lily had all watched on in horror and amazement at the genius plan enacted by Cully.
“This takes me out of the fight. I will accompany you, but I have nothing more to give and may slow you down.” Kavon had given a lot to control that many golems and Tom refused to give him any energy because. "Takes too much to carry pure things...or corrupt things" at this he tossed a rock at Lily. "Things need to be in the middle for best magic."
“Rest here, can you defend yourself if need be?” Delanna's hand rested on his forearm.
“Of course.” He stated sharply, obviously a bit insulted at the question. “Even before magic, I was not easy to kill. Go.”
Delanna smiled at the man, stood up and walked to Tom and Cully’s position. She looked to the Pure Spirits or Pure Essences, either was acceptable. "Please cleanse what you can of them and protect this stupid man for me."
Delanna, Cully and Tom began to make their way to the Castle.
“Beyond this gate will be the fortress. I have no idea what to expect or what’s inside. Tom says that he feels a large amount of people’s minds coming from that direction. Most likely these are the Dukes personal guard. Everything in that fortress is designed to give them advantage and rob ours. I say we level the place and be done with it.” Cully had no wish to assault this fortress. She’d hoped that decimating his men would force the Duke himself to rally outside of the death trap. Apparently, the man was not a lead-from-the-front kind of guy.
“Delanna, remember when you brought me to the top of the towers? There was that underground entrance that went through all the hidey holes in there. Why don’t we just use that and sneak up on him?” Lily wrapped around Delanna’s face like a ninja mask. “Sneeeeekkkyyyyyyy” she hissed.
“I love you so much, you devious little murder factory. I remember it well, how about it Cully?”
“It’s outstanding. Maybe we can end this quickly. Tom, how are your assassination skills coming along? Cully looked to the bored Tom.
“Not great, stupid smoke lady keeps catching me. Think she cheats! Besides, taking all my mind to keep this one calm. Too much bad energy.” he sullenly replied.
“I don’t cheat! Your Essence is so obvious that I can’t miss it! Besides, your curse tells on you.” She stuck her tongue out at him and flitted off.
“What that mean!? Curse does what?!” he was looking around for the wisp, but she was nowhere to be found.
Cully covered her mouth to stop the laugh, “We need to move.” she knew exactly what Lily was talking about.
*The Duke*
“Steady men, they will never get to this room.” The duke had pulled 20 of his guards into the room, each guard held a dead man rope that prevented a door from opening and dropping most of the remaining Blood Elf women into a death pit.
Every solder in this room held the lives of 50 to 60 women in their hands. The order was to kill the women even if the attackers were repelled. The Duke couldn’t have any more descension from the traitors.
An orange stone sat on the Duke’s lap, glowing with power. He had never met an enemy he couldn’t defeat, and today wouldn’t be that day either. Confident that killing the last Water Dancer the Blood Elf people had would mean the end of their martial skill, he believed himself the premier fighter in this city.
“Where are the scouts?” He was getting impatient, by this point he should have either had the fortress assaulted of heard from scouts of the enemy’s locations.
“In the wrong place,” Delanna’s voice called from behind the ornate chair that the Duke sat on. A Gnome landed on the man’s shoulders and wrapped his arms around the man's head. Cully and Delanna held blades at the back of the Duke’s neck.
The Duke's average height and build, nearly six feet and unremarkable, didn't inspire fear. His face was full and covered in dark brown hair that was neatly trimmed. Green eyes lit his features with a surprisingly friendly look. B
The Duke made no response aside from lifting his hand. Every soldier let a small bit of rope slip from their hands. That tiny slip opened the floors of the cells a few feet. “If you kill me, I’ll kill them. I figured that someone would come here because of these nasty Elves. Face me coward! Single Combat. If you win, I’ll let your whores go. If I win, you die with them and the rest.”
Cully opened her mouth to reply, but Delanna beat her to it. “I accept! I am Delanna the Prime! You will die today!”
Delanna retracted her blade and stepped around the throne in a wide arc. "Say when." She growled.
The Duke placed the red gem into an ornate necklace and put it on. Slowly, dripping confidence, he stood and withdrew a short-curved blade. The blade was fat at the pointy end, it would allow him to swing with much greater force. “Please, I killed your father and he was your last Water Dancer. You will be nothing. Use your magic, show me how great you really are! GO!”
Delanna darted back several feet deciding to test the man's skill. She quickly shaped her bow into life and fired an arrow directly at the man’s heart. This should have ended the battle immediately, but her arrow bounced off a shield a few inches from the man’s body. A brief wince was the only reaction from the Duke.
“You like that? It’s a magical item I acquired from one of the Crypts. Legends say that it’s an impenetrable shield. Try again.” The Duke rang out with mocking laughter, standing completely still, arms held out to the side.
Delanna dashed in at the man, changing her footing to surprise his from an unexpected angle. At the last second, she formed a spear, feinted left and brought the blow in from the right. The shield caught the blow again. The reaction wasn’t quiet as intense as before, but it stopped her none-the-less. Using her momentum to carry her to the left, she rolled past the man, changing her weapon into a whip and lashed it at his back.
*Crack* “AHHHHH! What the hell?!" Blood poured from a horizontal laceration on the man's upper back.
“It appears that your back is unprotected Duke. Don’t be scared, when I win this fight you will live...sort of. I’ll carry you with me as a slave and let you be raped by every man, monster and beast we come across. You will go down in history as the duke that was turned into nothing more than dirt.
Quickly recovering his poise, the Duke replied. “I see the resemblance. Your fathers head still sits impaled on my castle walls. I’ll have you know that I killed him in one-on-one combat. He was on his knees begging for your life. It was pathetic. You still have no chance.” The man lowered his stance into a fighting position and spat on the ground.
Delanna’s mind was fogging quickly. Her anger causing the corrupted Essences of the dead to flow into her and Lily like a blackhole consuming all it can influence. Trapped Blood Elf women moaned in ecstasy as their Essences were being cleaned of the corruption.
"That shield you thought was going to win the day. That is the shield of Rhaegal the Phalanx. It was never intended to cover the rear. When using a Phalanx tactic, if the enemy is at your back you're already fucked. If you took the time to learn about the Heroes beneath your city, you'd have gone for something else. Coward." Delanna's eyes lost their purple color and were now fully blackened.
“Quick, we need to finish this before the fog overtakes us.” Lily shouted in Delanna’s mind.
The Duke made his move first, Kukri flashing faster than the man should have been able to move. Delanna barely managed to block the blow. *CLANG* “Your father’s head was taken with this very knife!” *CLANG* he scored a small cut above her shoulder. Delanna began being pushed back as Lily’s formed a shield and absorbed the blows. *CLANG* “Your precious crypts have been picked clean!” *CLANG* Delanna stepped under a horizontal slash intended for her neck and threw an open palm blow to the man’s solar plexus.
The Duke’s shield allowed her hand to pass and she connected the blow with intense force. A foot came from the side, connecting with her skull and tossing her into a sideways roll. “I’ve been using your women as prostitutes during my entire reign! You will be my personal slave, forced to watch on as I put all but you to ground. I will cut the bodies into piec…” *CLANG* the man was cut off, forced to parry a blow aimed at his heart, forgetting that his shield stopped weapons. Delanna stood defiantly, smoke forming into a Katana and Tachi.
"I’ve been able to beat my father since I was 9, your ability to beat him means nothing, if you were even able to do so. Rumors say that he had you dead to rights. One of your men stepped in and stabbed him in the back to save your worthless life. I am over one hundred years old. I practiced every day before your men betrayed us.” she held up the glowing stone. At some point in her assault she'd pulled the necklace off.
Delanna weaved a complex pattern with her swords, settling into a serene looking stance. She opened her eyes and investigated the Emperors flush face. “Now come on then, let’s do violence.” His confidence suddenly shattered.
“Let go of the ropes and kill her!” He yelled, running to the heaviest concentration of soldiers. The soldiers obeyed without hesitation, dropping hundreds of women to their violent deaths as the dead man’s ropes released, dropping the floors from the cages.
Tom stepped in at this point, stopping his soothing of Delanna's mind. His fists gripped so tight that blood flowed from them. “NO!” he snatched the consciousness of every soldier in the room, a moment too late.
The Blood Elf women, to their credit, didn’t scream at all. Defiance and hope had overtaken them. Seeing their Prime in all her new-found glory strengthened their Essences, her anger had cleansed much of the corruption and fear was forgotten. Knowing that the Duke would die very soon allowed every woman to smile as they fell to the spikes.
Tom’s physical form morphed wildly into something in between a full-grown Mind Flayer and a Gnome. Cully could see Tom’s curse being suppressed and then tapped for power, eventually giving in to the iron will of Tom and allowing itself to be absorbed into the whole.
“Delanna! Kill this bastard! I will eat all of the other minds, slowly.” Tom’s words dripped venom and malice. His energy shot out like a coiled snake launching for its unknowing prey, connecting to every soldier in the room. Suddenly they all went completely still; their minds were being tormented beyond any human imagination.
Regret filled Tom’s conscious mind, he wished that he’d have done this from the very beginning but knew that he needed to keep Delanna's mind from breaking. Taking a Human at his word was NOT a mistake he’d ever make again.
Delanna’s mind fog overtook her. In a blur she rocketed towards the still retreating Duke. Dropping into a spinning knee slide, her katana sliced the man’s calf, tachi digging into his thigh, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground. She continued her spin, rising gracefully and slashing downward towards the sliding man’s back and causing more cuts.
She paused and allowed the Duke to stand. His weapon still in his hand, he released it to the ground. Placing his hands together appearing to beg for his life launched Delanna into another flurry. First she cut the man’s arms so that he couldn’t raise them again. Next, she cut his face and neck.
The man dropped to the ground, unable to stand under the blood loss.
Fear reigned across the man’s face. Tears flowed heavy, he’d shit himself. “I…” he whimpered.
“Silence! You do not speak!”
Lily’s sword forms puffed out of existence and flowed into a violent tornado of crackling corrupted Essence nearly as large as the room. Delanna’s own red magical energy flowed violently into the tornado causing streaks to appear and increase the size.
Cully registered the threat to her and Tom when one of the lightening crackles arced out and slammed into her. As powerful as she was, this was something she’d never seen nor knew how to defend against. Forming a triangle with her thumbs and index fingers she opened a portal to The Afterlife quickly. “Lilith! I need your shield quickly!” Seconds later a 30 foot Spirit Dragon flew from the portal, snaked around Tom and Cully and hardened it’s full spirit into a dense, thick layer of Pure Essence. “What is happening Cully?! This power is…it’s...oh no! Our Lady! Is she okay?!” Lilith’s form writhed a fraction as Lily’s lightening occasionally stuck her Essence.
“The Lady is perfectly fine, save for her state of mind. She’s lost control of the corrupt Essence. I was unable to stop the influx of it when her temper flared, Tom’s soothing of her mind broke when he tried to save the prisoners. This Lady Lilith, is the wrath of our Lady. It is like a Dragon, beautiful but extraordinarily dangerous.” Cully began caressing the scaled interior of the barrier.
“Well thank you my love. Beautiful..ouch” she winced in pain as another bolt hit her “..but, VERY dangerous indeed. I'm not entirely certain that I can withstand this.”
Lily! How about we show this monster what real pain feels like?” Delanna was slowly regaining control of the energies twisting around her body.
"Sure! We need to calm down or this will be too quick." Lily replied audibly, sitting on Delanna's shoulder in the smoke girl form with burning red eyes.
The tornado had begun to slow, small pieces breaking off and forming solid opaque balls of black and red that floated in the air. As more and more of them formed, the tempest slowed and shrank until all that was moving was Delanna.
She strode towards the man. “Get up you mongrel.”
Tom spoke up in a much deeper and mature register than he had before, “Delanna is stable...ish, I’ve released my hold on the soldiers, what’s left of them.”
“Wy would you release them?” Lilith questioned.
“Her intent. She is stable, but her ferocity is focused and sharp. What she does next, I want those men to suffer it. Also, I’m scared that if I’m attached to their minds it could harm me as well.” Tom’s form was slowly shrinking and returning to mini-Gnome proportions, the curse reforming.
The Duke was locked up in fear, this was worse than anything he had read in the history of the realm. He could feel the promised pain that shone in Delanna’s eyes. He wanted to run, wanted to beg for mercy or to offer her his service, but he could only stand up as the woman commanded.
Delanna raised her arms above her head twisting her fingers in slow clockwise circles. The beads that hung in the air began to spin and flatten. Ridges formed from the edges, a terrible hissing noise filled the hall from the air being moved by the blades. A strong gust of wind formed, steady and fast. “I sentence you to eternal damnation. For every life you’ve taken I will take my pound of flesh from your Essence. I will never let your Essence die. Upon my death you will be given to the next Prime who will torture you. I will find a way to give you a physical form so that others may do you harm. Never will you be released, shown mercy or a single kindness.”
Before the man could speak or move, a hundred thousand blades shifted position in the blink of an eye. Every man in the room had a giant hole in their chest, blood dripped from the blades. The Essences held completely in tack but removed from the body, she could see their Essences taking the familiar shapes of their bodies, wailing in pain not able to grasp their deaths in the mortal realm.
Delanna lowered her hands, lifted a silver locket from her neck and opened it. All the wailing spirits were sucked in before the locket slammed closed.
Tom, Cully and Lilith looked on in pure amazement at the woman in front of them.
She is more than a woman, she must be a Goddess Tom thought while searching out Kavon’s consciousness to check on him. When he found it, he sent images of the battle and current scene to Kavon before heading to aid him.
Her gauntlet slid from her hand into the shape of the teenage boy. "Sister, that was exceptional. I cannot help you come back to sanity if you push much further. Please, be more careful. Mother is hurt and requires our attention when done here." And then he reshaped to her hand and solidified.
Within hours the group had found the remaining soldiers, all were put to the sword. Survivors where in the dungeons, released and cleaned they grabbed everything that they'd need for a journey and were packed. All of the relics looted by the Duke and his soldiers was returned to its resting place.
"Lady." Lilith bowed her head. "I must return, or I risk my purity. Thank you for the display, I will tell this story to all that would hear it." the dragon puffed into a bright blue ball as Cully opened The Way to The Afterlife. Quickly the Dragon traveled through and The Way was closed.
"Let us go find Sariah. I've asked that this place be guarded by Pure Sprits and they've agreed. They will cycle out as often as need be, but no living souls will be allowed on this land." Cully left a small portal open to The Afterlife in the castle. Kavon, Tom, Delanna and Cully all crossed the stone bridge with 400 Blood Elf women in tow.