519. Quest II

519. Quest II

‘Curses to your fathers and their fathers before them!’ Rose cursed, holding her fists up towards one of the urka, creatures of earth. ‘Damn your blood back to your first mother!’

The others within the Red River Squad thought the same as the pair of young men, who they believed to be no more than Experts, leapt into the fray.

It all made sense, however. One of them was an Iyrman.

Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2

Attack - Wraith

D20 + 9 = 20 (11)

D20 + 9 = 25 (16)

Hit!

Mana: 18 -> 17

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 24 (4, 6)(3, 4)

24 damage!

Attack - Wraith

D20 + 9 = 11 (2)

D20 + 9 = 16 (7)

Onward Soar: 1 -> 0

Mana: 17 -> 16

Spell: Hex

Attack - Wraith

D20 + 9 = 22 (13)

D20 + 9 = 27 (18)

Hit!

Mana: 16 -> 15

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 1D6 + 7 = 23 (2, 3)(1, 4)(6)

23 damage!

Attack - Wraith

D20 + 9 = 16 (7)

D20 + 9 = 27 (18)

Hit!

Mana: 15 -> 14

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 1D6 + 7 = 23 (3, 3)(2, 4)(4)

23 damage!

Adam slid under a wide fist from the earth creature, pebbles scattering across his puthral armour, while the creature swirled, and he could swear he could see a face. The earth jittered at him, the noisiness lost to the shouts and prayers of the Red River Squad.

“How long has it been?” Adam asked, dodging under another wide swing of earth, before he exhaled. His mind focused in front of him, and his dance began. Wraith’s cool metal reassured him, as he cut into the face of the creature, the amorphous blob still jittering at him. The heat of the divine magic spread through him, piercing stone and earth deeper.

“Some time,” Jurot replied, his entire body red as he swung recklessly across the creature’s chest, though barely scraped across it. The earth beneath his feet had shifted, causing him to land a superficial blow across the erta.

Adam laughed in response to Jurot’s response, wondering when they had fought last.

Jurot remembered.

No, it wasn’t that he remembered, it was that he hadn’t forgotten.

The last time they had fought side by side, it had been against an insurmountable foe. The Iyrman’s neck pulsed, and his eyes turned white. His entire body grew hot with greater rage when he recalled the time. He stood still in front of the erta, still holding up his shield, at it was the way of the Rot family, but he held up his axe, and swung downwards simply. It struck across the creature’s side as it made to strike Jurot, though it jittered noisily as Jurot expended one of the charges within his axe to deal a great wound within his foe’s simple mind.

Phantom was no normal axe. It had been enchanted with a Greater bonus, a +2 to hit and damage, but Adam had enchanted it to deal 2D6 damage normally too, half the damage being Psychic damage, which struck one’s mind. It was a weapon that had been designed to deal with Jarot, the first person who had defeated Adam in his third life, Jurot’s grandfather.

Even with Phantom, Jurot had been unable to stand against the Lord of Flames.

Wraith was also no normal axe. It had been enchanted with a Greater bonus, like Phantom, and like Phantom, dealt 2D6 damage, though it was purely an increase in the steel’s cutting abilities, though they were not the only enchantments within the axe.

Raila, the heavily armoured Devilkin, managed to cut across the creature’s side with her maul, but barely cracked across the earth.

Rose inhaled deeply, and though the creature made to slam her, a bolt of fire skid across its skin, while a white beam pierced through its earth, dropping some of the earth. She shouted again, her fists striking the creature’s chest, barely managing to reach deeper within, before she pulled her fists out, allowing the earth to tumble out, before she bowed, managing to dodge a blow.

Zishan stepped around to try and find a better spot, stepping up beside Kadija, who was still chanting, trying to call forth another beam of light. “We should-,” he stopped, watching as the large form of purple leapt into the fray.

Fighting Spirit: 1 -> 0

Attack - Wraith (Flanking)

D20 + 10 = 14 (4)

D20 + 10 = 16 (6)

Miss!

Attack - Wraith (Flanking)

D20 + 10 = 17 (7)

D20 + 10 = 28 (18)

Hit!

Mana: 12 -> 11

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 18 (1, 3)(1, 6)

18 damage!

Adam grunted as his axe sank into the earth, though it was already loose. He pressed his axe forward, managing to strike deeper into it, his axe flashing hot with divine magic again.

“Step back! Support Jurot and me from the side,” Adam commanded, pulling his axe out as the earth shifted to face him. The group took the chance to pull away from the creature, trying to scramble to find their ranged weapons, while Kadija chanted.

Adam did not hear a rumble this time, but the jittering grew louder as an axe fell across its shoulders, and Jurot’s shadow loomed across Adam. The Iyrman stood on the creature’s back, forcing the shield against its back as he pulled Phantom out of its back.

“Man am I glad to see you,” Adam said, as a bolt of fire passed between him and the creature, striking a nearby tree. Adam had no time to make a comment, as the creature’s shadow loomed over him. He dropped to a knee and raised his shield as it slammed its heavy might onto him, with such great strength that Adam almost sank into the earth before it. His muscles began to burn with effort.

Attack - Wraith (Flanking + Bless)

D20 + 10 + 1D3 = 18 (7)(1)

Hit!

Mana: 12 -> 11

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D6 + 1D6 + 7 = 24 (3, 5)(2, 3)(4)

24 damage!

Attack - Wraith (Flanking + Bless)

D20 + 10 + 1D3 = 30 (19)(1)

Critical hit!

Mana: 11 -> 10

Ability: Divine Smite

4D6 + 4D6 + 2D6 + 7 = 48 (1, 4, 4, 5)(1, 2, 6, 6)(6, 6)

48 damage!

The earth creature slammed down on Adam again, but the Half Elf clutched his axe tight, shifting his spell from the previous creature to the creature currently raining down earth and stone against him.

The Red River Squad paused, watching as the mass of moving earth continued to strike down on Adam, whose shield was holding up well against its mighty blows. Their eyes were glued to the pair.

Adam heard a cut, followed by its jittering.

Suddenly, he twisted his body, slashing upwards. His axe barely scraped the earth, though with his divine magic, he left a glowing gash across its chest, before he spun, Jurot doing the same as they cut through its sides, hacking into it from opposite sides, before both struck something within it.

Clink.

The creature crumbled, the earth falling around them, before a shinier stone dropped from between their axes.

Victory!

Elementals (Earth)

XP Gained: +600

XP: 9 600 -> 10 200

Call a Priest!

BUT NOT FOR ME.