|“Stupid force-fields. Stupid knives, and stupid Daeva” Zeus muttered to himself.
“Never mind what I just said. What are those two anyway?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Seems like more darkness creations. Either way, just kill them. And kill them good with a good old stab in the head. Chest will work too.”
“Thanks for the advice.” I sighed out with sarcasm in my voice, and so I started my melee with against them with the help of Fortune and Zeus. I was starting to get tired, when I realized that the creatures swords could cut through the cylinder’s broken pieces. So I lured them to the big cylinder at the end, and when they struck, expecting me to block, they we’re surprised when I dodged, and their swords cut through
|the cylinder, freeing the forms who were previously in the cylinder. The forms then seemed to slide out of the broken cylinder, filling up the room. While the creatures were distracted, I stabbed them both where I guessed some important organ was in the chest, killing them both in one shot…or stab. Then I realized that I didn’t have the Orb of Souls anymore. I looked around the room, and saw a boy, who looked around the same age and size as Fortune.
He was walking around the room, and as he did, some white wisps left him and entered into the still forms of my fellow townsmen, making them look alive, but still unconscious.
“Who are you?” I asked him.