It's Only Forever

The Ring's Power

 The room was under utter destruction with guards running around in circles to get away from the rocks and goblins besieging them. Jocelyn was backing up, furiously blowing goblins and rocks away from her with magic. She especially spent her attention on keeping goblins away from Jareth, who still lay in the middle of the floor chained up.

Sarah stood there, holding the spiked bat and continuing to advance towards Jocelyn. She had to find a way to distract Jocelyn from Jareth long enough, then maybe once Hoggle found a way to get him unchained he could take back the throne before she could find out what happened.

'Ah hah!' she thought. "What happened to your idea of Jareth controlling me? I thought sure that you would be trying to undo the so-called 'control' he has over me, if that was even true."

Jocelyn growled angrily as her attention turned back to her.

"Oh, so it wasn't true, am I right?"

"You insolent girl —"

"Come at me, then, since it's finally obvious to you that I'm completely in control of my own mind... or, let me guess, you already knew I was. You just wanted to insert some doubt into it. Make me believe I had put my faith in the wrong fae."

Jocelyn's magic threw Sarah across the room, causing her to drop the bat. When she sat up, after hitting the wall and trying to get her breath back, Jocelyn was already in front of her.

"Yes, indeed I was trying to trick you, but it seems that Jareth put his heart in the hands of a very strong-minded girl... for a mere human, that is." She used her magic to pick her up, about ready to throw her across the room again.

"Coward," Sarah spat.

Jocelyn stopped, indignantly sputtering, "Excuse me?!"

"Jareth and I have no strong magic right now, so you've been using yours against us. That's the coward's way out if you're just going to use your magic against me to win this fight. It's easy to use something against someone that doesn't have anything to fight back with. Coward!" She was suddenly dropped to the ground, landing hard on her butt. Quickly standing up, she asked, "So now you play fair? Just because I said something? Where is your sense of righteousness? Does it only show up after being called a coward?"

Jocelyn growled. A sword appeared in her hand, and in Sarah's. "Shall we fight fair, or not, mortal?" she asked in frustration.

Sarah smiled, and held her silver sword up. Diamonds were in the hilt, and the sword itself was of the sharpest steel. It wasn't fancy, like Jocelyn's was — a sharp gold sword and a black hilt with red rubies. "Well, now, I guess with this I have at least a quarter of a chance of beating you."

Jocelyn charged toward her, so Sarah had to quickly block her attack. The fae pushed down on her so hard that it was difficult to try to change her position to the offensive. Jocelyn was just that much stronger than her. Her muscles screamed and began to wobble a bit. She glanced over Jocelyn's shoulder to see that Hoggle had just undone Jareth's chains, and he had already begun to run to her.

'No, not over here!' she thought anxiously. Sarah glared at Jareth quickly, before mustering the strength to push Jocelyn off and begin swinging her sword in a frenzied motion.

Jareth had to back up from the fight and nod to her in understanding, before scurrying away.

'I have to keep distracting her,' Sarah thought as she automatically attacked in a frantic frenzy. She was losing energy easily with each heavy swing, however, so she wondered what more she would be able to do against Jocelyn while Jareth got his throne back.