This isn't fair!" yelled Jethro.
"Frankly, none of our experiences have been...'" I muttered.
"He's not wrong! Zaxl shouted.
"Come on now. Don't give him credit," I tisked.
"I wish I was home right now!" J cried out
"Don't be selfish!" I warned.
"Sorry." he got distracted.
"Watch out!" I yelled as I tackled Jethro to the ground. The magma ball missed him by mere inches.
"I'm scared" the ginger harpy whined.
"We all are," Zaxl admitted.
Just then, a magma ball struck her and she fell into the bushes.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Hell no I'm not okay!"
"What's your name?" Jethro asked.
"Stellaron the Third but you can just call me Stella.
"We need to get you out of there!" I yelled.
"Then get me out," she screeched.
"I'll do it, Stella!" Jethro yelled and got struck by a ball of lava.
"Jethro!" I yelled in horror.
"Heal me brother!" he gasped in agony.
I cast Zaxl's spell and marveled at how his injuries vanished.
"How did you do that, Zaxl?" I asked.
"A little can go a long way," he commented.
"Since when did you have faith?" Jethro muttered.
"Since I trapped Maelfor."
"It was a team effort," Jethro countered.
"Respectfully disagree," Zaxl said.
"Stop arguing, you two!" I shouted.
"Fine..." Zaxl conceded.
"Let's get to higher ground!" exclaimed Jethro.
"Agreed!" Z hissed.
We climbed up an incredibly tall hill and waited for the lava to recede. It took a long while, but we began to see it cool down.
Just then, more harpies flew past us.
"You killed my sister!" an albino harpy shouted,
"Aren't you all female though?" Jethro wisely asked.
"Well, yeah. What are you getting at?"
"I mean it is pointless to make a distinction between genders."
"Enough talk! You will die for what you did!"
"Fight me if you dare," Jethro challenged.
The harpy let out its talons and clawed at Jethro.
"Bad idea, my lady!" Jethro taunted.
"Why is that?" she asked curiously.
"Because I have a sword, you dumb bitch!"
Jethro swung the sword and smote off the harpy's head.
The others panicked and attempted to maim us but Zaxl cast the power of the sun and blinded them.
I can't see!" yelled a polka-dotted harpy.
"Good!" yelled Stella who flew with us.
Jethro was looking at the ground and he started bawling.
YOU ARE READING
The Amethyst Flame
FantasyThe village of Colmer is devastated by a plague. Its only hope is two brothers divided by their beliefs in magic. When Jethro ventures into the depths of the forest to find a wizard who can heal the village, Arthur is forced to find his brother befo...
