Chapter 1: The Brethren
As we rounded the street corner approaching the darkside, we decided to go an opposite direction. This time, scaling the citadel walls and over the top, avoiding the Enemy and his minions. This evil mystical force had spread across the sleepy hamlet, leaving a small section untouched, and pure. It was up to us, the Three to find a way to the light, vanquishing the darkness. Our last engagement left us retreating for our lives. The mighty Dragon of Darkness nearly swallowed us whole. The armies of the Zin reached out like vines of gold, spreading from the evil stronghold nearly entrapping us from all sides. Yet, we escaped back to the light, God be praised.
With broadswords and claymores in hand, solid silver shields at our backs, and newly formed polished armor, we set off to defeat the dragon--learning our mistakes. The Enemy's evil has not yet spread to the citadel, perhaps the last bastion of purity and light left in the town. Helping each other, we began to make the treacherous climb up the wrought iron gates and up the cobblestone wall.
In the dark, I would have been afraid. The Enemy would have played tricks on my mind, bringing to life the frozen gargoyles that hung on the corners of the citadel. In the dark, the Enemy would use deception to our fears against us. But I was in the shadow of the light, and I was not afraid. I had to be brave. We all had to be brave. For with fear, the dragon would defeat us.
Argento spotted it first, the golden vine of darkness rapidly advancing toward us. We had to hurry. Scampering across the tiled roof of the citadel, we could see the spewing filth of the demon stronghold in the distance. Infecting every living thing in it's path. Trees withered and died, grass turned brown as death approached, and animals spasmed with fear. Out from the top of the tower spewed a horrific gas of darkness and evil, and circling over head was the dragon.
Trinity whispered in my ear, " The darkness is spreading," and pointed in the direction of our path. We were too late. The darkness was already approaching our position. "Look," Argento cried out. "the dragon is coming!" We looked up as the ominus shadow of the dragon passed over us. "Let us fall back," I said as we retraced our steps back to the courtyard of the citadel.
The dragon landed, cutting off our escape. It was a horror, the dragon was pure evil, from it's deformed sharp claws to the blood-red scales, to the large horned-head. We raised swords and shields, forced to fight where we stood. The dragon spewed out his putrid breath of brimstone and fire in attack. We quickly raised our shields in defense, as it absorbed the flames. Argento baited the dragon with parried thrusts of his sword, as I tried to avoid the slashing of its claws. Trinity fended off assaults from it's tail, leaping and slashing simultaneously. We were hard-pressed to find a way to the Light.
"There," whispered a small still voice, prompting me to look behind me. I turned around and saw it. "There!" I pointed, motioning the others to turn around. "I see it!," cried Trinity. "Me too!," pointed Argento. We have found our saviors. Out from the open doors of the citadel rushed members of the Brethren. Giving the dragon a stunning blow to it's abdomen, we retreated towards the door.
Running through the narrow alley towards the bright light cascading from the door, the Brethren beaconed us on. The dragon, seeing our retreat, tried to follow us, raining down fire and brimstone in our wake. Jumping up to a lone grassy edge on a cliff of a cobblestone wall, we neared our destination. We could see the shine of the glory of the Light in it's place. The dragon was fast approached as was the golden vines of darkness. There was no time to lose. Coming within a man's length to the door, we made one last dive towards the Light or be swallowed up in darkness.
Approaching the door, the servants of the One rushed the dragon and the impending darkness it represented and shouted, "Behold the Glory of the One!" And in an instant, all that was evil, all that was corrupt, all that was dead, was cast away, fleeing the Light.
We were safe, as we were welcomed into the citadel by the local garrison of the Light. But the journey is not ended, for we have only just begun to fight.
With broadswords and claymores in hand, solid silver shields at our backs, and newly formed polished armor, we set off to defeat the dragon--learning our mistakes. The Enemy's evil has not yet spread to the citadel, perhaps the last bastion of purity and light left in the town. Helping each other, we began to make the treacherous climb up the wrought iron gates and up the cobblestone wall.
In the dark, I would have been afraid. The Enemy would have played tricks on my mind, bringing to life the frozen gargoyles that hung on the corners of the citadel. In the dark, the Enemy would use deception to our fears against us. But I was in the shadow of the light, and I was not afraid. I had to be brave. We all had to be brave. For with fear, the dragon would defeat us.
Argento spotted it first, the golden vine of darkness rapidly advancing toward us. We had to hurry. Scampering across the tiled roof of the citadel, we could see the spewing filth of the demon stronghold in the distance. Infecting every living thing in it's path. Trees withered and died, grass turned brown as death approached, and animals spasmed with fear. Out from the top of the tower spewed a horrific gas of darkness and evil, and circling over head was the dragon.
Trinity whispered in my ear, " The darkness is spreading," and pointed in the direction of our path. We were too late. The darkness was already approaching our position. "Look," Argento cried out. "the dragon is coming!" We looked up as the ominus shadow of the dragon passed over us. "Let us fall back," I said as we retraced our steps back to the courtyard of the citadel.
The dragon landed, cutting off our escape. It was a horror, the dragon was pure evil, from it's deformed sharp claws to the blood-red scales, to the large horned-head. We raised swords and shields, forced to fight where we stood. The dragon spewed out his putrid breath of brimstone and fire in attack. We quickly raised our shields in defense, as it absorbed the flames. Argento baited the dragon with parried thrusts of his sword, as I tried to avoid the slashing of its claws. Trinity fended off assaults from it's tail, leaping and slashing simultaneously. We were hard-pressed to find a way to the Light.
"There," whispered a small still voice, prompting me to look behind me. I turned around and saw it. "There!" I pointed, motioning the others to turn around. "I see it!," cried Trinity. "Me too!," pointed Argento. We have found our saviors. Out from the open doors of the citadel rushed members of the Brethren. Giving the dragon a stunning blow to it's abdomen, we retreated towards the door.
Running through the narrow alley towards the bright light cascading from the door, the Brethren beaconed us on. The dragon, seeing our retreat, tried to follow us, raining down fire and brimstone in our wake. Jumping up to a lone grassy edge on a cliff of a cobblestone wall, we neared our destination. We could see the shine of the glory of the Light in it's place. The dragon was fast approached as was the golden vines of darkness. There was no time to lose. Coming within a man's length to the door, we made one last dive towards the Light or be swallowed up in darkness.
Approaching the door, the servants of the One rushed the dragon and the impending darkness it represented and shouted, "Behold the Glory of the One!" And in an instant, all that was evil, all that was corrupt, all that was dead, was cast away, fleeing the Light.
We were safe, as we were welcomed into the citadel by the local garrison of the Light. But the journey is not ended, for we have only just begun to fight.
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