Power cracked through the air.
'This is it' he told himself 'It is going to have to be now or never at all.'
Too many had died for this not to work, and if it did fail, there were enemies waiting just beyond sight for the chance to strike.
It HAD to work, they had cast all the spells necessary, nonstop for the past twelve days.
All that was left was this last one.
'Oh lords of ice and shadow, heed my call.
By the power of will I summon thee.'
Faint blue light began glow from his master.
His masters body went still and began to lift into the air.
'Obey the blood oath of our fallen, and lend me your power.'
A circle of black filled with dark power sprung into existence under the master.
Tendrils of negative energy reached from within and clutched desperately at him.
He quickly, yet carefully muttered the spells to bind the energy into his masters body.
He wiped the sweat from forehead, though the temperature was well below zero.
Lighting began to arc around the masters body as the negative energy was absorbed by the once mortal body.
The aura around him began to expand with increasing strength.
He sank into the snow. 'It is finished'
The lighting turned a sudden dark blue, striking everything within a ten mile radius,
The temperature dropped drastically, plummeting well below negative one hundred fifty.
And they began to die.
He smiled as his lord and master drew the life out of everything on this miserable planet.
Soon, soon they shall have their revenge upon the Desert and the Empire....


(to be continued.)

11/28/2001