| The sharp cold pain in Abbadons leg began to throb. Abbadon showing an emotion of anger and rage, levitated with great speed high in the air. He uttered the words "Endensul Patronium" then a white plasma-like orb surrounding his whole body in the shape of a bubble appeared. With Hatred in his eyes and in a furious tone Abbadon then speaks.
Abbadon: Prepare to taste, a little bit of Lucifers wrath! WAVE OF HELL!
Hands stetched high clutching his staff Abbadon charches straight toward the wet rocky surface of the Abyss. He hits the abyss floor with a kneel and the floors of the Abyss shake and a large bluish purple scalding flame pertrudes from the inner depths of the Abyss. Reisul runs to the side of the attack but gets hit with the tail of the flame, his fur is singed but more serious is that he breaths a portion of the flame and singes his lungs. His breathing becomes shallow and his vision becomes faint. Reisul then remembers an old healing charm from legends passed down through family history. He utters words in a language unknown to Abbadon and almost instantaniously his breathing returns to normal and his vision sharpens. but the effects of the flames are not left undone. he feels something in his body that is slightly painful but easily ignored. Reisul gets up and speaks to Abbadon in a sharp voice.
Reisul: Is this the best of Abbadon, the great king of demons? At this rate I will be back in my homeworld soon with your staff as kindiling wood for my fire!
Abbadon: Charming to the last, your arrogance is almost as great as your foolishness. Remember what I said earlier, your playing a game that contains more knowledge then you know.... |