that tried to kill us? Take it from me that she'll have
more potent stuff in place now. She saw us with the helicopter so
she knows we're hard to destroy."
"She knows we're here, William. She knows
that we are here on our brooms."
"And she is inside there somewhere. Nice and
warm." William nodded. Between them, through the bond, an idea
formed. The magical couple grinned for a moment and then got to
work. It did not take them very long to get their offensive charges
in place.
"I think we're ready for it, William," Hilda
said as she looked around the area. Seventy-two dragons made of
snow were hovering around the factory, just outside the circle of
light that the building generated.
"Then let's do it."
On a magical command, the large
snow-creatures flew forward, all aiming at the brightly lit windows
of the factory. A few seconds later over a hundred tonnes of snow
crashed into the factory, spreading over the floor from all sides.
All light went out. A few loud bangs came from the inside, when
some fuses exploded from the overload of sudden snow turned
water.
William and Hilda waited for a while, there
was no certainty that Zelda had been taken out by this surprise.
Then slowly they advanced, their wands casting light ahead. After
entering the factory through one of the shattered windows, William
was convinced that the owner of the place was not insured for what
they found there.
The snow-dragons had wreaked their havoc in a
way better than they had dared to hope. Not one machine was still
standing. Almost every electrical wire had been ripped away from
its hold; at least half of them had snapped under the weight of the
snow.
"Zelda!" Hilda shouted the name. It came
echoing back to her, slightly muffled by the snow. The witch they
were looking for did not answer.
"Do you think she's under the snow
somewhere?", William asked. "We did send in quite an
avalanche."
Slowly they flew around the entire factory,
an immense building. Hilda sent up bolts of light so they had a
clear view of where they were going. After a slow and scrutinising
round, they had not found a trace of Zelda.
"Suck an elf," Hilda muttered, "this can't
be. She is here. I feel it in my blood."
"Oh yes, I am here, Grimhilda." The voice
seemed to come from all sides, in a most confusing manner.
Then the factory imploded.
-=-=-
They were both covered with factory. At least
nine feet of rubble, ice and snow piled on top of them. Or rather,
it rested on the layer of energy that William had thrown around
them as they were on the way to the floor, as the huge building had
come down on them.
Hilda felt the hand around her wrist. It was
William's hand and he tugged at her arm. Sort of. "Are you okay?",
she heard him ask.
"Not sure if this situation could be called
okay. I'm alive, it seems."
"Right. You're okay," William decided. "Do
you still feel Zelda around?"
Hilda checked her feelers. "No. She's gone.
Now you will tell me why you had to be the protective force for
both of us? I can take care of myself, wizard. Thank you very
much."
That was the ultimate proof for William that
she was fine. "I put in as much of my magic as I could. No magical
can sense me. I hoped that if I threw the protection, she would not
be able to sense you either."
"Oh."
"And since she's gone,-"
"That means I can't sense her through that
dumb shielding of yours?"
"Quiet, witch, and let me finish. Since she's
gone-"
"Who are you, thinking you can order me
around, wizard?"
"I'm the one who's kept you alive here,
remember? And do you really think this is the time and place to
pick a fight?"
"I pick a fight when I want to, wizard, and I
don't care if there's a building lying on top of me!"
"Right. Scream some more. Zelda'll know
you're still alive then."
"Oh." Hilda grumbled to herself.
"William?"
"Yes?"
"Sorry. Thank you."
"No problem. Let's get us out of here."
Their combined magic lifted the enormous pile
of debris up. Once there was enough space for them to
more potent stuff in place now. She saw us with the helicopter so
she knows we're hard to destroy."
"She knows we're here, William. She knows
that we are here on our brooms."
"And she is inside there somewhere. Nice and
warm." William nodded. Between them, through the bond, an idea
formed. The magical couple grinned for a moment and then got to
work. It did not take them very long to get their offensive charges
in place.
"I think we're ready for it, William," Hilda
said as she looked around the area. Seventy-two dragons made of
snow were hovering around the factory, just outside the circle of
light that the building generated.
"Then let's do it."
On a magical command, the large
snow-creatures flew forward, all aiming at the brightly lit windows
of the factory. A few seconds later over a hundred tonnes of snow
crashed into the factory, spreading over the floor from all sides.
All light went out. A few loud bangs came from the inside, when
some fuses exploded from the overload of sudden snow turned
water.
William and Hilda waited for a while, there
was no certainty that Zelda had been taken out by this surprise.
Then slowly they advanced, their wands casting light ahead. After
entering the factory through one of the shattered windows, William
was convinced that the owner of the place was not insured for what
they found there.
The snow-dragons had wreaked their havoc in a
way better than they had dared to hope. Not one machine was still
standing. Almost every electrical wire had been ripped away from
its hold; at least half of them had snapped under the weight of the
snow.
"Zelda!" Hilda shouted the name. It came
echoing back to her, slightly muffled by the snow. The witch they
were looking for did not answer.
"Do you think she's under the snow
somewhere?", William asked. "We did send in quite an
avalanche."
Slowly they flew around the entire factory,
an immense building. Hilda sent up bolts of light so they had a
clear view of where they were going. After a slow and scrutinising
round, they had not found a trace of Zelda.
"Suck an elf," Hilda muttered, "this can't
be. She is here. I feel it in my blood."
"Oh yes, I am here, Grimhilda." The voice
seemed to come from all sides, in a most confusing manner.
Then the factory imploded.
-=-=-
They were both covered with factory. At least
nine feet of rubble, ice and snow piled on top of them. Or rather,
it rested on the layer of energy that William had thrown around
them as they were on the way to the floor, as the huge building had
come down on them.
Hilda felt the hand around her wrist. It was
William's hand and he tugged at her arm. Sort of. "Are you okay?",
she heard him ask.
"Not sure if this situation could be called
okay. I'm alive, it seems."
"Right. You're okay," William decided. "Do
you still feel Zelda around?"
Hilda checked her feelers. "No. She's gone.
Now you will tell me why you had to be the protective force for
both of us? I can take care of myself, wizard. Thank you very
much."
That was the ultimate proof for William that
she was fine. "I put in as much of my magic as I could. No magical
can sense me. I hoped that if I threw the protection, she would not
be able to sense you either."
"Oh."
"And since she's gone,-"
"That means I can't sense her through that
dumb shielding of yours?"
"Quiet, witch, and let me finish. Since she's
gone-"
"Who are you, thinking you can order me
around, wizard?"
"I'm the one who's kept you alive here,
remember? And do you really think this is the time and place to
pick a fight?"
"I pick a fight when I want to, wizard, and I
don't care if there's a building lying on top of me!"
"Right. Scream some more. Zelda'll know
you're still alive then."
"Oh." Hilda grumbled to herself.
"William?"
"Yes?"
"Sorry. Thank you."
"No problem. Let's get us out of here."
Their combined magic lifted the enormous pile
of debris up. Once there was enough space for them to
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