"Either way," the first hero declared, "we must vanquish him before he unleashes his destructive power upon the world."The king nodded in agreement. "I shall present this to the guardians," he said, "so that they may pinpoint his whereabouts.""And do not forget to inform us of his location once they have discovered it," the second hero reminded him.The king made his way to the guardians, where one of the two guardians bowed respectfully. "My Lord, what brings you here today?""They have confirmed that this is indeed the individual who wields such dangerous dark magic," the king revealed, holding up Zeomora's image. "He also appears to pose a significant threat to the Prehendrins."The elder's eyes widened in realization. "Then I shall immediately cast a spell to reveal his location," he declared, his voice tinged with a hint of urgency."In the meantime," the king added, "I shall attend to another pressing matter. Please relay his location to the heroes once you have ascertained it
He took a step forward, but the dragon's voice halted him."No, retreat for now," the dragon cautioned. "A confrontation with them would be unwise. They would seize the opportunity to capture you, leaving you without a chance to escape."Zeomora cast one last glance at the skyship before turning and fleeing into the wilderness.Avalon, observing the scene from the skyship, raised his hand, signalling his subordinates to stand down. "Let him go for now," he commanded. "Pursuing him would be akin to playing into his hands. The opportune moment will arise when he will be forced to make a desperate choice: fight or perish."Minutes later, Zeomora stumbled into a rocky terrain, his breath ragged from exertion. He paused, leaning against a large boulder, his hands trembling as he assessed his injuries."I am strong," he muttered to himself, "but I need to become even stronger."A deafening roar echoed through the air, snapping him out of his reverie. He looked up to see a monstrous wild boa
"Don't let its speed deceive you," the dragon warned. "It may have poor agility, but it can swing that hammer with incredible force and speed. Remember, avoid that hammer at all costs. Its special effects are devastating."Zeomora glanced at his MP, which had been drained nearly in half from the impact. "I get it," he replied, his voice strained."When it hits you," the dragon continued, "it either drains your mana or counters your attacks. But I'll share some of my strength with you."Zeomora watched as his body transformed, scales erupting from its skin. "Let's see what you've got," he challenged, his determination burning bright.The troll's hammer struck the ground with a thunderous clash, the vibrations shaking the very earth beneath Zeomora's feet. With a fierce roar, the troll lifted the massive hammer and charged towards Zeomora. Quick on his feet, Zeomora leapt into the air, delivering a powerful kick with spiked boots aimed at the troll's belly. The spikes barely made a dent
With grim resolve, the dragon summoned the 'Grip Crusher', a dark hand materializing above the guardian and crushing its head with finality. As the guardian crumbled before him, Zeomora's senses returned, and the battle was won but at great cost. The dragon stood, a lone figure amidst the fading echoes of conflict, having emerged victorious from the crucible of battle.Collapsed on the ground, his body weary and battered from the fierce battle, Zeomora struggled to catch his breath. Despite the restorative effects of a healing potion, exhaustion weighed heavily upon him, a testament to the intensity of the conflict.Surveying the looming cave entrance, Zeomora's gaze narrowed with determination. "At dawn, after we've rested, we must venture into the cave," he declared, his voice tinged with a sense of urgency.The dragon, his companion, and ally, nodded in agreement, his eyes glinting with a warrior's resolve. "Agreed, we shall gather our provisions and depart swiftly," he affirmed, t
The Guild Master’s voice echoed with chilling authority, “I earned my position through deeds, not dusty tomes. And I wouldn’t hesitate to prove it again.”The second adventurer, fuelled by indignation, roared, “We demand our rightful reward!”“Or what?” the Guild Master’s eyes flashed with icy blue light, “You’ll try to bully your way into my guild? I could have you both locked up with a word.” Soldiers materialized from the door, steel glinting in the dim light.“This is unlawful!” the adventurer sputtered.“Law is a tool, boy,” the Guild Master’s voice was a low growl, “and it bends to the strong.”“But the carcass…” the adventurer stammered, “it’s proof enough…”“Proof?” the Guild Master’s laughter was a harsh bark, “I’ve seen children with more convincing lies. Prove your claim, or leave empty-handed.”As the tension reached its peak, the guild master's ultimatum hung heavy in the air, a challenge that demanded valour and skill to overcome. With a resolute determination, he turned
There was a thud, as the hammer lord fell on his right knee. Sweat trickled down his face and pain made it even more unbearable. He had complete armour, except for a helmet and was supporting himself with a hammer. He looked around, watching the great destruction that could not be undone and all the dead bodies that lay beside him 'What am I going to do?' Looking at three specific bodies that lay in different positions. 'The other three heroes are dead, leaving me the only survivor. And,' looking at the enemy in front of him, who was in dark clothing and was smiling sarcastically, 'the enemy is too powerful, how am I supposed to beat him?' The enemy was levitating in the air, he came to the ground at great speed, causing it to shake and dust rose in the air. He said, “In human sight, heroes are nothing but assets, whose sole purpose is to help the weak.” The hammer lord winked in pain, “But, there are few who are ready to die on our behalf
The general ran towards them with his sword ready for combat, “What you have done, killing a hero is a death sentence.” He moved forward to attack, but he was thrown for a blade before he had the chance to dodge it. It pierced his neck and fell to the ground with a thud! While holding his bleeding neck. The army was filled with fear, however before they had a chance to attack, dark smoke created a covering above them. The assassins held hands together and portals appeared above the army. They then chanted and fireballs appeared from the portals consuming the army. The leader of the six said, “Send the king a message informing him that we have accomplished the mission." One of the assassins lifted his right hand, a raven appeared and it flew towards the castle. ‘"Heroes are seen as vessels by other humans." Everything that he said was true, after all my sacrifices in the end I was just a disposal tool. Then, I’ll show them my furr
A soldier ran to the king in agency. On reaching him, he knelt with his head facing the ground, “My Lord, we have received an important message.” The king looked at him and said, “You may raise,” standing from his throne. “What did you receive?” “A message has been sent from an unknown source, saying that the mission has been accomplished.” The king clenched his hand, then faced the opposite side on which the soldier was standing. “So, they were eventually able to kill the hammer lord,” said the king, rather than speaking to himself. He then faced the soldier, “I want all the followers of the hammer lord, assassinated!” The soldier’s face became pale almost disbelieving what he had heard. He looked to the ground and asked with hidden fear, “Pardon ……... my Lord?” The king looked at him again while grinding his teeth, showing that he was beginning to be enraged, but decided to breathe it out. Pacing around, “Yes you heard right. I want