Post by barnibusquentin on Oct 17, 2005 22:23:43 GMT
It was over…the battle was finally at its end. The warriors of Eden dispatched the last of the Hazar’s and when they next looked the surviving beasts were fleeing the port. However, the cost of victory was steep. More bodies were added to those already beginning to rot.
A few of the Kouberian soldiers still lived, but they numbered less than a dozen, and most now were in no shape to stand. With the help of Hakuto they were loaded onto the ships, though it was unlikely they would survive the journey back.
Delon emerged from the ruins of a store house, badly injured. Blood seeped from a deep wound in his chest; his face was covered in a mass of claw marks, matting hair to his face. Soon after Phroan appeared, mostly uninjured, and cleaning his weapons on his clothing. Delon gathered the warriors of Eden and spoke, his voice faltering, but still commanding, “Companions, I know you are tired and have wounds to tend to, but the battle is far from over. Your friends and mine are in trouble. I know the fight there is going badly. Many are dying, I can sense their pain. We have to reinforce the Northern Pass, but there’s no time to sail.” He reached into a pocket and pulled forth a small marble sized orb. “Each of the Captains are given one of these orbs. It contains enough energy to teleport a small force to any place on the planet. But it can only be used once. It seems now is the best time we’ll ever have to use its magics. Gather close, and prepare to meet death again.”
Delon closed his eyes and the orb floated above his palm. A purple glow began to spread from its depths, growing brighter by the second. Until it enveloped the entire port, there was a seering hot pain and the small force vanished…
((OOC: Alright everyone, sorry for the rush again. Everything is basically over, please make your entrance posts on the other thread and we’ll be getting home soon))