Zircon
Sedang Berasmara
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Altalus
Altalus saw for the first time the insubstantial form of the Wraiths. Its cloak burning brightly in the night revealed the claws and demon eyes quite clearly. Altalus did a quick spin kick to the head. But all he did was kick the cowl of the burning cloak away. The swirling mists of the Wraith formed again, but this time it looked angry. Its claws reached for Altalus. When it failed to touch the quick Altalus, the Wraith changed tactics. It ran after Altalus, with its demon-sword drawn. The sword handle looked small being gripped by its huge claws.
Altalus had stamina, and so he ran. But he knew that he will soon tire, whereas the Wraith can keep going until eternity. Altalus knew that he needed to buy some time for Zeslakk to finish off first the Wraith confronting Talia. With his vision, Altalus easily avoided low handing branches and obstacles underfoot. Not quite as insubstantial as Altalus thought, the Wraith still had to avoid or stumble in the dark, only guided by some mysterious force. Running aimless, Altalus sometimes just barely avoided the sword and claws. Acting as if he had stumbled, he let the Wraith catch up. With another quick spin kick, Altalus was surprised that his bone protrusions have cleaved the demon-sword at the hilt. Not wanting to stop and ask the Wraith why this happened, Altalus continued his flight.
Coming to small brook, he hoped that the swirling waters will discourage his pursuer. Altalus with care leapt from rock to rock until he was in the middle. The Wraith was baffled and did not continue to pursue. Altalus needed to judge how long Zeslakk was going to take to dispose of the Wraith before he removed himself from the swirling waters. Meanwhile, he rested to get his breath back.
Altalus saw for the first time the insubstantial form of the Wraiths. Its cloak burning brightly in the night revealed the claws and demon eyes quite clearly. Altalus did a quick spin kick to the head. But all he did was kick the cowl of the burning cloak away. The swirling mists of the Wraith formed again, but this time it looked angry. Its claws reached for Altalus. When it failed to touch the quick Altalus, the Wraith changed tactics. It ran after Altalus, with its demon-sword drawn. The sword handle looked small being gripped by its huge claws.
Altalus had stamina, and so he ran. But he knew that he will soon tire, whereas the Wraith can keep going until eternity. Altalus knew that he needed to buy some time for Zeslakk to finish off first the Wraith confronting Talia. With his vision, Altalus easily avoided low handing branches and obstacles underfoot. Not quite as insubstantial as Altalus thought, the Wraith still had to avoid or stumble in the dark, only guided by some mysterious force. Running aimless, Altalus sometimes just barely avoided the sword and claws. Acting as if he had stumbled, he let the Wraith catch up. With another quick spin kick, Altalus was surprised that his bone protrusions have cleaved the demon-sword at the hilt. Not wanting to stop and ask the Wraith why this happened, Altalus continued his flight.
Coming to small brook, he hoped that the swirling waters will discourage his pursuer. Altalus with care leapt from rock to rock until he was in the middle. The Wraith was baffled and did not continue to pursue. Altalus needed to judge how long Zeslakk was going to take to dispose of the Wraith before he removed himself from the swirling waters. Meanwhile, he rested to get his breath back.