The Wizard

Chapter 19 part 1

"It was never a sensible decision to cause despair in men, for those who do not hope for good do not fear evil."

Niccolò Machiavelli.

That world was the opposite of the first. It was a scorching desert, with a poor oxygen atmosphere, very dry and with a horrible smell because it had a small concentration of hydrogen sulfide in its composition, which gave the feeling that one had entered a sauna full of rotten onions, but it was not enough to harm the health of a human being, let alone a wizard.

Igor saw the enemy about fifty meters away and threw a ball of plasma at him; but, due to the much lower gravity of that world, he missed the target and the fiery sphere fell after the monster, betraying the attacker's position.

Scared, Samuel opened a new portal and ran away again, this time to a normal, but uninhabited world. In the middle of the lush vegetation of that planet, Igor had difficulty finding him, especially since there were no footprints to denounce him.

After an hour of walking aimlessly, he sat on a small rock, picked up the crystal and thought about the creature. The detector started to glow immediately and, frightened, he got up abruptly and threw himself to the side at the same time that he felt a wave of hatred reach his mind, being grazed by the black sphere.

He felt the agony and coldness that tried to drain his strength, but luck came to favor him once again for letting the instinct take over and, also, because the creature was weak. If he had remained seated, things would have been very different and he would probably be captive of Samuel.

Even so, Igor staggered and suffered the consequences of being overconfident. He raised his barrier with difficulty and turned around, finding the enemy right in front of him. He grabbed the sword and advanced, using it to unleash a real storm of lightning on the creature. The demon, without any emotion to absorb and increase his power, began to feel the effects, shrinking as he was bombarded. Desperate, he jumped to the side and started running, opening another portal and fleeing.

Igor did not repeat the mistake of jumping behind the shadow by the same way, preferring to open his own rift and continue on the trail of the black demon. As he advanced, he concluded that he no longer needed a device to follow him because he could feel his mind, especially the hatred he emanated. The physical contact between them gave him that advantage, but the same should happen with the enemy and every care was little to not be cornered because he was very cunning and Igor already felt it on his skin.

He also knew that the continuous use of his personal barrier would eventually weaken him, but it was much easier to be killed by the creature than the opposite. At that moment, everything was a matter of cat and mouse and the young wizard needed to be very careful not to become the mouse.

The place in the world where the creature fled was in the night period and was dark as pitch, making things quite difficult.

He decided to do the experiment of locating him by the mental emanations and concentrated. He emptied his mind so as not to be distracted and waited a little until, very slowly, a strange feeling took hold of him. It was a feeling that did not belong to him but that could almost be his, emanating hatred, frustration and fear. Yes, now Igor knew that the creature was afraid of him and, once again, felt the confidence in himself grow. He had no difficulty and determined the direction he started walking fast in that direction, trying to get closer.

"It's no use, Samuel." Igor threw a huge ball of light up, illuminating everything around and seeing his staunch enemy a few meters away. "Wherever you go, I'll find you."

The creature hid behind a large tree while Igor approached more and the young man wondered if he destroyed the tree to expose the enemy, but that was against his principles. When he concluded that it became necessary, for the sake of his safety, someone came out from behind, but it was not the creature but none other than his own mother, who stretched out her arms and said: