that his fingers were curled around as if he was holding something. Slowly, a hilt came into visibility and then the base of a blade and then the whole blade. Drops of the dead soldiers’ blood splotched unto the floor right in front of the warden’s feet. Sweat poured down the warden’s forehead and face.
“I have heard stories about a power such as this before.” He said in a shaky voice.
“Men dropping like flies from the blows of an unseen attacker or an att acker with an unseen weapon. You are a man who fades away with the wind and the one who exemplifies the unseen nature of death. You must be one of the guardians of Angweleth.”
“Right you are. And if you want to keep breathing, you will tell me which one of th ose keys opens Ovar’s cell.”
With shaky hands, the warden reached down towards his belt line and unhooked a bunch of keys. He fiddled with it until he came across the one he was looking for. He separated it from the bunch of keys and handed it to Leo. Leo took the key from the warden.
“Thank you. This will hurt a bit.”
He reached back and slammed the hilt of his sword into the side of the warden’s head, rendering him unconscious. Then, he slowly laid the body down to the ground and then went to free Ovar. Leo helped Ovar out, supporting his weight by propping himself under Ovar’s left arm.
“L…Leo.” Ovar said weakly.
“Not now master. Let’s get out of here.”
“Your illusion is beginning to wear off.”
“Well… they can’t tell I’m not Davydd if they can’t see us. Not that it matters now.”
At that moment, Ovar and Leo became invisible.
Meanwhile, in the main building, the death class soldier paced back and forth impatiently.
“Don’t you think too much time has passed Farok?” He said stopping.
“I agree. I’ll go check on them.” Farok turned and left the room.
Outside, Sam and Davydd kept watch from the two watchtowers, while Max stood at the gated entrance. They watched as Farok stepped out of the main building and headed towards the dungeons.
“Don’t you think we should do something?” Davydd asked as Farok stopped at the entrance.
“Not at all.” Sam replied watching intently. “Leo has the uncanny knack of remaining unseen. We do nothing unless we absolutely have to.” Davydd sighed and looked around the tower room. Much to his pleasant surprise, he saw a bow and a bag of arrows sitting next to it. Davydd picked up the bag and slung its handle over his neck and shoulder. He pulled out an arrow and got a feel for the bow and its tension, before setting himself up. He placed the arrow on the bow’s string and found his mark on Farok’s chest. He would shoot if need be.
In the meantime, Ovar and Leo tiptoed quietly as Farok stood outside the entrance, calling out to the warden and the two soldiers that had gone in. He was standing very close to the door but far enough so that Ovar and Leo could sneak by. As they attempted to do this, two other soldiers in the outpost made their way to Farok’s position.
“You two get in there and grab a torch for light.” Ovar and Leo quickly pulled back as the two soldiers made their way towards the warden’s quarters. One of them grabbed a torch on the wall. Ovar and Leo had already made it back to the entrance and as Farok stepped in, they stepped out. That was when it happened. Ovar’s leg stepped on Farok’s cape long enough for him to feel a slight tug as he walked in. Farok turned around to see no one behind him. Ovar had already gently lifted his foot from Farok’s cape. He and Leo crouched completely still and in dead silence as Farok looked at his cape suspiciously. His eyes moved from his cape and stopped at the place where Leo and Ovar lay crouched.
In the watchtower, Davydd pulled back on the bowstring and took aim at Farok’s chest plate. Max, who had
“I have heard stories about a power such as this before.” He said in a shaky voice.
“Men dropping like flies from the blows of an unseen attacker or an att acker with an unseen weapon. You are a man who fades away with the wind and the one who exemplifies the unseen nature of death. You must be one of the guardians of Angweleth.”
“Right you are. And if you want to keep breathing, you will tell me which one of th ose keys opens Ovar’s cell.”
With shaky hands, the warden reached down towards his belt line and unhooked a bunch of keys. He fiddled with it until he came across the one he was looking for. He separated it from the bunch of keys and handed it to Leo. Leo took the key from the warden.
“Thank you. This will hurt a bit.”
He reached back and slammed the hilt of his sword into the side of the warden’s head, rendering him unconscious. Then, he slowly laid the body down to the ground and then went to free Ovar. Leo helped Ovar out, supporting his weight by propping himself under Ovar’s left arm.
“L…Leo.” Ovar said weakly.
“Not now master. Let’s get out of here.”
“Your illusion is beginning to wear off.”
“Well… they can’t tell I’m not Davydd if they can’t see us. Not that it matters now.”
At that moment, Ovar and Leo became invisible.
Meanwhile, in the main building, the death class soldier paced back and forth impatiently.
“Don’t you think too much time has passed Farok?” He said stopping.
“I agree. I’ll go check on them.” Farok turned and left the room.
Outside, Sam and Davydd kept watch from the two watchtowers, while Max stood at the gated entrance. They watched as Farok stepped out of the main building and headed towards the dungeons.
“Don’t you think we should do something?” Davydd asked as Farok stopped at the entrance.
“Not at all.” Sam replied watching intently. “Leo has the uncanny knack of remaining unseen. We do nothing unless we absolutely have to.” Davydd sighed and looked around the tower room. Much to his pleasant surprise, he saw a bow and a bag of arrows sitting next to it. Davydd picked up the bag and slung its handle over his neck and shoulder. He pulled out an arrow and got a feel for the bow and its tension, before setting himself up. He placed the arrow on the bow’s string and found his mark on Farok’s chest. He would shoot if need be.
In the meantime, Ovar and Leo tiptoed quietly as Farok stood outside the entrance, calling out to the warden and the two soldiers that had gone in. He was standing very close to the door but far enough so that Ovar and Leo could sneak by. As they attempted to do this, two other soldiers in the outpost made their way to Farok’s position.
“You two get in there and grab a torch for light.” Ovar and Leo quickly pulled back as the two soldiers made their way towards the warden’s quarters. One of them grabbed a torch on the wall. Ovar and Leo had already made it back to the entrance and as Farok stepped in, they stepped out. That was when it happened. Ovar’s leg stepped on Farok’s cape long enough for him to feel a slight tug as he walked in. Farok turned around to see no one behind him. Ovar had already gently lifted his foot from Farok’s cape. He and Leo crouched completely still and in dead silence as Farok looked at his cape suspiciously. His eyes moved from his cape and stopped at the place where Leo and Ovar lay crouched.
In the watchtower, Davydd pulled back on the bowstring and took aim at Farok’s chest plate. Max, who had
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