Never before had Vaeludar laid on a mighty siege. Great fire and smoke rose from the city, it made Vaeludar feel like he wasn’t handling it enough and getting rid of the creatures fast enough. With the help of the Dragons and all the other good creatures fighting the good ones, the city was facing a lot of damage and Vaeludar could only fight until the enemy retreats or have been completely killed from his hands or the hands of humans of the claws of the good creatures.
After gazing at the lower levels scouting for Teutates, Vaeludar went to the top level where he had his wedding and the feast. He touched base with the ground. Before he could do anything, the spirit of Lusìvar showed up again, disturbing Vaeludar’s eye vision.
Lusìvar appeared before Vaeludar who was trying to get to his wife or foster father and brothers, but the Shadow King had to get in Vaeludar’s way. “You seem to like my wedding gift,” said Lusìvar. His cloud form drew near to Vaeludar and seamlessly tried to engulf the hybrid in the cloud.
Vaeludar was backing up, refusing to be swallowed in the Shadow King’s ghostly form. Even with the Crystal Sword, the Shadow King seemed he wasn’t being caused any harm from the powerful blade. Vaeludar tried unleashing icy winds and dragon fire from his mouth, but the powerful Lusìvar still remained unharmed. No matter what magic powers Vaeludar unleashed or with a swing of the Crystal Sword, Lusìvar wasn’t sustaining any damage.
“It seems you’re out of shape these days,” said Lusìvar. “You need to relax more and sit down!” Lusìvar unleashed a giant energy blast that boomed Vaeludar toward the throne room door entrance.
The Crystal Sword flung out of Vaeludar’s hands as he pounded on the throne room’s door. Vaeludar fell and rolled over the stairs. Taking quite the beating, Vaeludar managed to get back on his dragon feet, with his claws crunching the solid ground. “I don’t relax when I am battling, and won’t until the evil has retreated from this city or all have been killed,” said Vaeludar, whipping his nose. “And once again, I feel no pain erupting in my hybrid body, and I can you on all day.”
Suddenly, the spirit of the Shadow King started to speak in a strange language that Vaeludar doesn’t recognize. The evil spirit sounded like he was chanting something in a foreign language. At last, he spoke:
The celebration of the young turning old
From the sun that paints the color of blood
A rain of great fires shall unfold
Islands shall be covered in a great flood
The creatures associated with the light
Will fall and die under the sky of the night
From the shattered ashes of the unwanted dead
Shall rise the eternal age of death and dread
Lusìvar’s spirit stopped his chant he said to Vaeludar. “This is a mere prophesy that will come true. If you keep letting you’re a great darkness take hold of your body, more lives will be taken, from the skies above. The gods will send down judgement upon you and annihilate and they’ll be sending down bad plagues upon those you love. Many you come to love and respect will die upon their hands, not mine. For I am merely the massager of the gods, and they will bring harsh judgement and bad events will rain down upon you, hybrid.”
Vaeludar breathed a few small breathes in disbelieves. He doesn’t believe Lusìvar was a messenger from the gods; he was just lying to catch the hybrid off-guard. Vaeludar knew the Shadow King was just a tyrant who lived thousands of years ago, and it was the Crystal Dragon, a god, that brought him down.
Now, it was up to Vaeludar to bring the Shadow King down, but how would the hybrid being Lusìvar down? He was in a ghostly form, and there were no magic abilities Vaeludar has that were causing the ghost any harm; Lusìvar would need a physical body for Vaeludar to deal any correct damage to the Shadow King personally.
“You seem fit to do battle for a long time to come, but there are limits in which all living things have,” said Lusìvar. The black cloud moved backward and started to fade away. Vaeludar didn’t bother into chasing the fading spirit, seeing how Vaeludar couldn’t kill the ancient undead king. “You may have killed many of my creatures,” said Lusìvar, “but I have a great many more I plan to use. Creatures that were once real animals, but tortured and mutated from dark energies. And when I strike again, you will fall, and not to mention the traitor within these walls will bring utter destruction to your personality: humanity by unleashing the inner dragon. Farewell, hybrid!”
Lusìvar’s spirit had faded from view, leaving behind a screeching sound that made the remaining evil creatures lose their senses of fight and withdraw from the big battle taking place in the city. The evil forces were retreating with no less than a hundred creatures running by foot or flying in the air. Even that small amount of evil creatures was still enough to cause a lot of damage to the city.
Vaeludar saw the retreating forces fade away in the cloudy sky and the mountainy horizon. He couldn’t tell if this battle was a victory for the good forces, with the evil forces retreating without trying to take the capital city. Or if it was an evil victory where Lusìvar was trying to send a message of how a small band of evil creatures could cause a big amount of damage in very little time. Vaeludar had
