A Forsaken Land

Cephas was slowly brought back to the center of the room, before the alter, with a gold glow surrounding him and restraining his movements.

"Don't call it my accumulation of magic...please."

"I didn't mean it like that, Luna, I'm sorry."

While the two entities were discussing, the undead managed, with difficulty, to move his hands together and vanished in a green flash.

"Where did it go ?!" yelled Luna with anger.

"Don't worry. We can track it easily with the malice it's releasing. Concentrate."

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"Good thing that I had enough time to put that teleportation rune on the outside wall." Cephas mused "I highly doubt that I can outrun them for long so I might as well give them a distraction."

Concentrating a maximum amount of mana, he drew a massive invocation circle.

"I suggest that you extinguish the spell you are casting right now and that you stop running." whispered an authorative yet calm voice near him. The warlock couldn't bother to see who was threatening him or he would lose control.

Almost there... Almost..!

"You were warned." it said

Almost...THERE!

Cephas released his spell and he witnessed the appearance of a shadow gate. The warlock saw a large gray-green hand trying to pull its weight into this world. Just as it was clawing its way through, several rays of light were traversing it.The beast withi roared in anger and pain. The undead felt despair filling him and let a small whimper escape him. As the demonic door was starting to fade he saw the dark horse flying over the dark gate, shouting with a tremoundous power through her voice.

"WHAT WERE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH ?!" Luna vociferated.

With the light fading, Cephas glimpsed to the ground and saw a gold glow condensing and then in a surge speeding toward him. He didn't have time nor the energy to dodge and was struck by it. The warlock fell to the ground heavily. He struggled to get up...in vain. He was fully conscious yet he couldn't move a muscle.

I hate being stunned... Especially if my face is eating the ground.

Cephas heard the two equine creatures land near him.

"Luna..." one of them said.

"Yes, sister?"

"This... summoner is not the consequence of the residual malice of this forgetten place trying to assemble itself."

There was a short silence.

"You are right, sister. It appears that it didn't even falter even if we took down its supposed incarnation and the spell it had casted." Luna said.

I wonder what is all this malice nonsense they keep spouting.

"I don't quite understand what this means but this spellcaster has no link with the malice. If this paralysis spell works as efficiently on this creature, we should be able to take it back to the castle without too much trouble."

A castle... I supposed it has been too long a time since my last prison break.

Cephas felt a surge of mana just before he was blinded by a dark flash.