Metal clashes together furiously. Seto stand in, dance ready to strike, shifting his weight. Determination lurks in his eyes and a smirk is twisted on his lips.
"Ready to give up warlock?" Seto asks, sending a blow at his chest with his odd battle axe. Adam barley doges.
"Question is, are you sorcerer?" Sky thrust his gold sword toward Seto's
Leg.
"Erlepel!" He yells, swiping a glowing hand. A dome of energy forms around him and expands throwing Sky back.
"Your not the only one with powers!" Sky yells at him.
"Dlog irspe!" Gold sparks jump to life in the artificial warlock's hand. He tosses them in front of Seto.
"Iths."
Twenty foot spires of solid gold erupt from the ground. Seto runs out of the way of the deadly metal.
"Thrsea!"
A wave of purple energy is shot at the spires. Upon contact a loud ringing shakes the tower and the metal trembles, shattering into fine particles."
Seto smiles, pleased with his work, when a force sends him face first into the stone all.
He groans out and kicks him away.
"Cei eihsdl!"
Spikes of ice rose around him, glowing deep purple, swirling with silver runes.
Seto stand atop of them looking down at the warlock, hand outstretched.
Sky lies on his back, knocked down by the ice, but is stumbling to get up.
"Stay down mage! Thy shall except fate as is!"
"Not without a final battle!" Sky yells, slipping an the glowing crystals.
"That was the final battle!" Seto sets his hand alight with blazing purple.
But then, he feels a cold presence behind him.
In the shadows, two glowing reptilian eyes opens, and with a step forward, the dim lighting of the ice shows the fairest trace a dragonic human.
Seto tenses up, feeling those glowing eyes on him.
"You have forgotten something," his voice is colder than the the ice he stands on, and as harsh as the merciless tundra.
"Me."
Seto doesn't need to look back.
He whips around, his axe meets word, purple sparks emitting from the impact.
"Silence! I care not for your words you speak!"
Enderlox laughs.
"Silence!" he conjures a ray of his life force and shoots it at Ty, hitting him dead in the chest.
He laughs.
They he sees a flash of gold and pain spreads through his chest as he falls down, crimson liquid dripping from where Sky's sword went through his chest.
Quill walks over to the scene, and whips he hand quickly. "Vreser."
The damage to the room is repaired int e blink of a eye, the gold dust vanishes, and the ice seems to never have existed and the temperature returns to normal.
She yanks the sword out of Seto's heart, not carrying that red stains the hem of her dress. "Vreser."
Seto glows bronze for a second as his wounds seemingly heal themselves and the fabric binds itself back together and the blood vanishes. Seto easily opens his eyes.
"I'm guessing Sky and Deadlox won?" Seto says, standing up. "Jee, thanks for stabing. me Ty."
"Hey, it's not like you where actually going to die."
"Well I can still feel the sword, going through my body," he mumbles with a smile.
"An to clarify, Adam killed you," he says gesturing to Sky.
Seto turns to the warlock slipping on his glasses, hiding his glowing yellow eyes. Deadlox shifts from his Enderlox form.
"Yes, yes you Deadlox and SkytheKidRs won this battle," Quill says.
"You can just call me Sky.'
"I call thy by their correct name."
"Ok then."
"Hey GG man," Deadlox pats Seto on the back.
"You too you dragonic bastard," he says smiling.
"You too."
"Ahh the friendship!" Sky runs up awkwardly hugging the two shorter males.
"Friendship indeed my dear Adam," Deadlox says.
The three laugh a little as they talk a bit.
Seto puts his axe over his shoulder as if it where a baseball bat.
"You know Seto, you talk wierd when you fight," Deadlox says as they walk to the weapons room.
"How so?" He mage raises a eyebrow quizzically.
Sky over dramatically yells, "Silence! I care not for what you speak!"
Seto blushes a bit, "At least I don't depend on a amulet for my power." Seto try's to offend Sky in the slightest, but to no avail.
"At least I don't wear high heels."
Seto looks down at his boots, blushing a bit darker and shifts awkwardly.
Deadlox laughs, "actually I never though about it, I think those are woman's shoes."
"Just shut up you bastard," he mumbles.
Sky laughs a bit. "Ok, in all seriousness how do you walk in those? Even then your like half a foot short."
"Ok, I mean this in the nicest way possible, Sky, Deadlox, if you continue I will cut out your tongue and and send you to the End."
"No you won't! You love us too much!" Sky hugs the sorcerer, laughing.
"Ok, true," he beams happily, laughing with his friends. the continue down the hall when they hear panting and frantic footsteps.
The trio turns around to see a guard running up to them.
Seto recognizes the guard. He's the captain actually. Noah, one of the sons of Herobrine.
"Brothers!" He yells to Ty and Adam, his glowing eyes shining under his helmet.
"What is it Noah?" Deadlox says.
"The Falling has begun!"
Deadlox pauses. "What side." He doesn't say it like a question.
"What's the Falling?" Seto asks. He heard Ethan tell him about it, but he's still not sure.
"The final war. It was predicted in the prophecies of the Oracle of Spawn."
A ghostly image if something he hasn't seen in years flashes in front of his eyes. The girl with the large white eyes an the lyre.
He shudders, remembering Ethan's words, as they slowly seem to fit together with the past, present, and possibly future.
The sketched man's voice, from the day, echoes through his mind as he remembers when he saw those images.
"Seto!"
He snaps to reality.
"Did you hear me?"
"What?"
Deadlox face palms. "The Falling is the Final battle, like Sky said."
"Oh, sorry I zoned out for a moment..."
Shy glances at him through his glasses. "Mmhmm..."
"You where saying Noah?"
"The Falling has started!"
"Yes! And I said which side!" Deadlox
demands, becoming impatient.
"Us. The Warlocks."
"Who?"
"From what I have been told, Ethan-"
"The fallen? It was foretold to be a sorcerer or sorceress to begin the falling. He's a fallen warrior."
"Yes I know! They did some investigating. Apparently, he has been with the Moonlit."
Seto feel betrayal rise inside of him.
"He had been hiding his true identity. He had never spoken, he feared he would speak something that was not meant to be told. Speak no evil you could say. Well anyway. it turns out he was a powerful mage, sorcerer to be exact, on the side of the Moonlit."
This is the last time we will talk.
And the first...
"He was a traitor to the Wizards though. Yesterday, Lunaris must have had visited the Oracle of Ends, because she knew this was the day of the Falling. Either way, 5m tried to kill her, but she got him before he had the chance to strike her down. She killed him and started the Falling."
But that's ok...
"Tell Herobrine. Now Noah!" Sky yells.
"Who the Hell do you think I got the information from Adam?!" He spits. "Notch?"
"Don't speak that cursed demon's name in our real!" Deadlox yells, his fang revealing themselves as he growls.
"Well then tell all who don't" Seto interrupts.
"Yes I will! Im not a idiot, sorcerer!"
Seto glares at Noah. "I have a name."
"I don't care right now Mr. High heels."
Shy chuckles under his breath.
"Not one word Adam, he growls."
"Told you so," he whispers smiling a bit.
"Send out assassin twelve and get the creators to draw two more army members," Sky puts a serious face back on.
"Assassin twelve is a Creator."
"Please, one creator can easily make two," Ty waves it off.
"But... she also has recently been detained. I don't think she's all urgent to serve us yet."
"Send two and thirty as well then! Bonkers was one of our best assassins and she'll do her job," Sky says.
Because I have my friends...
"So Deceptibonk, Weedlion, and BlueMonkey?" Noah asks, nodding as he walks off.
Here in my prison of darkness...
"Tell them to spy on Moonlit two thirty three, eighty two, and sixty six!" Sky calls down the hallway.
The duo turns back to Seto, who gazes off straight ahead.
"What the matter Set?" Deadlox asks.
"He tried hard to speak no evil... but a curse may have slipped."
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Mage's Curse
Mystery / ThrillerEverything was fine. The trees may be burning, the sun may not rise, time may be a scramble, Hell might be destroyed, but everything is fine. Almost Everyone may lay dead, I may be the last sorcerer, wizards might be defeating the warlocks, but ever...