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    © 2004 Jonathan Phillips the gap. The creature screams in pain from an unseen mouth and raises itself higher than before, smashing down on top of its severed limp. At the sight of this the warrior runs more. The beast notices and grows angry, taking its newly formed arm and pounding at the earth. The warrior's sword blade turns to dust as he puts the hilt on his back, which is in turn absorbed by his armor. He runs faster but the monster does likewise. He sprints over a hilltop and leaps to the next. The creature jumps completely over him, landing directly in front of him. The warrior's red armor sharpens and forms blades on both arms. He jumps to get over the beast. It reaches for him but he slashes through the outreached hand and falls on the other side, rolling forward as he hits the ground. The monster roars, vibrating the earth. The red knight begins to stand up, looking at the creature in pain. It is becoming smaller, collapsing in on itself. The knight stands with his arm around his injured waist. The dark evil gets smaller and smaller, almost the size of him now. It is forming into some new form of evil. The warrior looks at it in wonder. The black beast that absorbs light has taken the form of a man. As it walks forward slowly, the warrior keeps his eyes on it. The creature stops only a few feet away. "I know what you are", a high-pitched voice declares from within the dark. The creature slowly paces all the way around him. The warrior holds his ground and tries not to show any fear. It walks back to his front, "I will have your head, you xenon", it says. "Take it!" the warrior yells as both of their arms grow into blades and they strike one another. Their blades hit resulting in sparks and a loud clang. The beast's head gets closer to his face, "You will be mine!" it screams. Xenon pushes off of it, jumping back. The creature leaps at him and turns into several sharp blades all pointing at him. Xenon rolls to the side as the creature's blades lodge into the firm earth. Xenon quickly slashes at it, cutting the beast's weapons from its body. It wobbles backwards a few feet from the shards of its black blades still in the ground. The warrior reaches for the hilt on his back. It raises from within his armor. He takes it in hand and holds it close to the black fragments stuck in the earth. The hilt absorbs the evil darkness, forming the sword's blade in the process. In rage the beast morphs its right arm into a towering sword that reaches high into the sky. As the creature swings it down upon him, Xenon holds his newly formed sword in defense to block the monster's attack. The creature's sword is cut in half by Xenon's. The cut is not black this time, but is like cut metal, hot and glowing yellow. The beast screams, holding its injured arm, but quickly reaches out with its other, throwing a yellow ball as bright as the sun at Xenon. Xenon sidesteps as fast as he can, but the yellow light gets close and burns the outside of his armor. The creature runs straight for him. Xenon thrusts his sword up into the belly of the beast. It screams a thousand screams at once. Xenon thrusts the sword deeper, upper-cutting it all the way through its head. It falls to its knees. Xenon stabs his sword down into it, and the black evil screams one last cry. Its darkness slowly forms a puddle on the ground. Xenon takes up his sword, and the blade turns to dust once again. He looks back up to the sky as rain begins to fall. Its cold droplet's dilute and wash away the black puddle. The warrior walks off slowly with his head hanging low. Time shall tell the tale of thee. |
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