A bladed disc was what Hector conceived. It began small in the grip of his free hand, but after one quick spin on his heels, the disc had grown as broad as a coffee table. And it kept growing even after it left his grasp, thrown with all his strength and then some, as he tried to add velocity to each new growth. By the time his invisible opponents began reacting to its approach, the disc was already as wide as a basketball court.
Paths of destruction cut into it, and acid melted down the rest, leaving behind huge trails of smoke. Ultimately, the disc did no damage. It did, however, succeed in pulling their attention away from the iron plateau. And that was all Hector really needed.
He slapped the iron floor, and spikes shot up all around him, each one becoming a tower unto itself. More blood informed him of the results, along with a handful of tree branches shattering on impact with seemingly nothing.
After a moment, he turned his field of spikes to iron dust and charged ahead again, still weathering an almost constant assault of explosions as he ran.
‘You okay, Garovel?’ he asked in the meantime.
‘Yeah. And you’re doing well, but you’re never going to get them all. We have to get back to Dunehall and warn everyone.’
‘What about the civilians here?’
‘Abolish will focus on us. Because they HAVE to. If we make it to Dunehall, then whatever they have planned is fucked.’
He grit his teeth but didn’t argue. ‘Alright.’ In an instant, he annihilated his plateau almost completely, save only an iron slide for himself, which then too disintegrated after he’d hit the ground running.
‘By the way,’ said Garovel, ‘I’m getting extremely tired, and I’m probably going to pass out soon, but don’t you let go of that shield until you’re sure we’re out of danger.’
Another reason not to drag this fight out, he supposed.
A dark serial novel. Set in a modern fantasy world called Eleg. Mature language. Updates every night at midnight PST by ~400 words.
HALLELUJAH!
ReplyDeleteSorry for not posting lately, folks. I just wasn't feeling very well, and even though it wasn't like a terrible sickness 'r anything, it kinda messed with the creative juices in my head 'n whatnot.
ReplyDeleteFeelin' better now, though. There'll be more pages today.
Ah, I thought it was something like that. Glad to hear you're still alive and kicking, Frost.
ReplyDeleteyou okay, right! you didn't get "that" disease right, i hope you don't it's infecting more and more people these days, that damn LAZINESS syndrome.
ReplyDeleteAt least you didn't get the horrible and scary LAZY syndrome
ReplyDeleteUsing the shield makes Garovel tired, and I was wondering if over use could have long term consequences. Then cam another question: can reapers have long term consequences about anything? Except dying that's pretty long term.
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ReplyDeleteHector is slowly becoming gar and the law of Gar states.....
ReplyDeleteGot it, thank you.
ReplyDelete...so how Gar was Hector when he first died? (o_O)
ReplyDelete*VABOOOM*
ReplyDeletethat was the sound of my mind-exploding
I....I don't know how to answer that except maybe it doesn't apply to people who aren't Gar at that point in time? Idk...I'm unfortunately not much of an ani-scientist
Slow and steady wins the race when coming back from the Blehs, mate. Take this as advice from somebody with chronic fatigue syndrome. :)
ReplyDeleteProbably not a typo:
ReplyDelete"He grit his teeth but didn’t argue."
Wiktionary informs me that "grit" is non-standard and "gritted" is the more common form. So, uh... move along, I guess?
I'm kinda late to the party, but I still want to say that I'm glad you're feeling better.
ReplyDeleteHiya... friendly pointer here... please don't go around assuming that someone is just lazy when they fail to do something for a while.
ReplyDeleteMm. I suppose for consistency's sake, I could changed it to gritted 'cuz I've used gritted in that context before... But I've also used grit before and way more often, too, so.
ReplyDeleteIT'S FINE. WE'RE NON-STANDARD AS FUCK UP UP IN HERE. Except when we aren't.
Well then... sorry for my rudeness.
ReplyDeleteThat's alright, you didn't do anything wrong.
ReplyDeleteI just wanted to express that it's always a good idea to think twice before saying something that could hurt someone and would make you look like the most insensitive jerk ever. A while ago, I met a girl with pretty serious burns and I asked her, "Holy shit, what happened to your arms?" only to realize half a second later that the burns looked suspiciously like self harm and I just trampled on her feelings some more. Don't be me, don't be this jerk.
It's just way too easy to say something hurtful. It's safer to assume that people have damn good reasons for whatever they do or don't do.