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The Exodus ghasped for magical words. “Awh whats up? Gaea catch your tongue?”

*Thud*

“And that Charlie! Is how you do it!” he petted his ostard. Hendrik kicked the second exodus’ wing from covering its torso and rammed his knife into it ribcage. The deamon’s body was still twitching and warm as he skinned it. He ripped out the bones and scraped the cartilage from each end and placed them into his backpack.
Hendrik gazed up towards the blue sky covering the green planes of lunar. “Thank you for your assistance O’ Great One”

He began to make his way towards the portal conjurer to get back to Yew, he got to the bridge leading the way to Lunar town centre. He looked up and found that the weather was slowly becoming overcast and the clouds were moving a lot faster than usual.

“Strange… you ever seen that Charlie?” He pointed towards the sky. “Well… Have you?” he waited for a response from Charlie. “Are you going deaf?” Hendrik tapped Charlie on the head “Are you listening to me” He jumped down from the back of the ignorant ostard. “Right Charlie! don’t start this again! Uhhh… what the …”
Charlie’s eyes had turned pearly black and his stumpy face was stone cold.

A voice shrieked “Awwwwh Whats Up? Something catch his tongue?”

[to be continued]

Hendrik turn immediately to somewhere where he thought the voice came from. Though the harder he tried to find the sound the harder it was to identify where it came from. Charlie’s muscley physique tensed and he let out a large wail of pain. “SHOW YOURSEFL DEAMON!” He drew his scepter from the side pouch of Charlie’s saddle and raised it above his head.



“SHOW YOURSELF!!!” he screamed. “How dare you attack a follower of Gaea!” Hendrik was getting more and more wound up as he continued to scream at whatever it was out there.

“So you wish to see me?” a huge flash of crimson red danced over the tiled roofs of Luna, it giggled and screamed like a playful banshee.

“GET DOWN HERE NOW!” Hendrik began to lose his voice from all the screaming.

“How dare you raise your weapon at me” It disappeared from the roof tops and appeared about 10 feet in front of Hendrik the light which once surrounded it, was now a suttle glow. It was a wisp but not one which Hendrik had seen before. It made a click sound and Charlie let out an enormous wail of pain.

“YOU BASTARD!” Hendrik swung at the wisp with his scepter narrowly missing it and received an energy bolt in the chest which threw him backwards onto the steps of the bridge.

With this he went bezerk! He got up and threw a flurry of swings at the wisp hitting it with hard and fast combination, he reached for his other scepter which was on the other side of the of the pained ostard.

With this Hendrik spun around like an enraged hurricane each scepter connecting with the wisp in quick succession knocking the wisp further and further back. He jumped up and struck the wisp with an almighty stike casting it to the soft muddy path.

He threw a scepter to the floor stood over the demonic creature and thrusted the point of his deaonsfear scepter somewhere towards where he imagined its face to be. He let out a blood curdling scream “DIE!”

The wisp was no longer glowing. He continued to stab the wisp repeatedly until he had no ounce of strength left to even lift his scepter. Tears began to draw down his face.

What was this rage he had never felt before?

[to be continued]