Kill this man before he wastes any more of your time.
“I warned you not to delay me,” you say releasing your sword from its sheath.
Margust tries to stop you, “Lord Bowen, perhaps this man needs not to die.”
You push him away. “History is written by the bold.”
Lifting the sword up you charge the man in the house and before you can reach
him a blast of fire knocks the blade from your hand. Unperturbed you reach for
your daggers and throw them at the black robed man. One by one the daggers come
within a couple of feet of the black robed man and stop there in midair like
they have hit an invisible wall and then they fall to the ground. You run back
to your sword and pick it up and charge the black robed man again, this time
with a war cry. Now you are prepared to block the wizard fire with your blade,
but this time the wizard aims at your body and incinerates you. |