Zana makes his way through the glass wash area of the Printers Devil Pub thanks to blonde haired barmaid whose magic saved his life. At the back of the glass wash area Zana found himself in a small storage room, "they mustn't find me!" Zana's conscious gets the better of him as the sounds of battle emanated from the bar along with the thunder of magic! Zana's heart is pounding so hard at any moment it could burst through his chest. Zana sees a cellar hatch at the back of the room, he notices it's locked, with a quick flick of his wrist red sparks fire from his fingertips and SMASH! The padlock is annihilated, he slowly opens the hatch doors but is immediately sucked into another realm.
Eve gradually awoke to find herself on the pub floor surrounded by broken glass, she places a tentative hand to her head and finds the source of the throbbing pain, and to her dismay discovers a warm and wet substance at her temple, and it can only be blood. Eve suddenly felt weak and fuzzy headed upon realising the open wound above her right eyebrow, she slowly stands up holding onto the bar for some stability and looks around the pub, she sees tables toppled, bookshelves knocked over, and the till drawer gaping, unfortunately all the money was gone. Eve shouted in pain "damn!" Her legs began to buckle but she quickly grabbed onto the nearest beer pump to avoid a 2nd date with the cold floor. Holding her head with one hand she began conjuring her magic powers, she flicked her wrist and hot pink sparks flew across the room, slowly repairing and fixing, bouncing and dancing around and in-between the mess, her magic quickly repaired the damage caused by the hooded men, broken glasses reversed and the shards of glass intertwined once again with each other reforming the item to its previous self.
Eve falls to one knee, holding her face in seething pain that stabs its way through her eyes, the blackness takes hold as she begins to crumple back to the floor "my... medication!"
Zana is screaming at the top of his lungs "ARGHHHHHH!" His eyes are tightly shut as he free falls through time and space eventually coming to a gradual stop. Zana tentatively opens one eye, and then the other and realises he has arrived in the middle a war zone. Decaying bodies surrounded him, the charred remains of the fallen was enough to evoke the burning sensation of sick climbing up his oesophagus, and Zana can't hold it in any longer.
When Zana could had finished vomiting he was able to survey the horrific scenes in front of him. He could feel the souls departing the fallen, which sent shivers down his spine, some were heading from this realm downwards, downwards to a different battlefield, a battlefield of which there could be only one destination, the destination of eternal torment, pain and suffering that can only be found in the deepest bowels of hell. Death and pain tormented his ears as the bloodcurdling screams invaded he senses. Zana took a step back and looked upon the sky where he began to observe the twinkling of the night time stars, flickering and flashing almost like the souls of the innocent, when suddenly a sense of realisation drifted upon him revealing that this battlefield is not just déjà vu, but the moment after "Dagonia - Academy Of Sorcery" fell, and unleashed magic so powerful it destroyed everything and anything in its path.
Zana suddenly fell to his knees in disbelief as this event happened on the day he was born!
20 years ago, 01th October 1996!
To be continued...
