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I
stand.”
    Daviathan lunged at him just as Cleonicus
swung the sword. He caught it in his hand stopping the blade in his
palm. He wrapped his claws around it in a vice-like grip and
crushed the metal into tiny flakes of silver.
    With his other hand he drove his claws into
Cleonicus, pushing him backwards until they slammed into a wall.
Cleonicus gasped, splattering blood into the air. He released the
crumpled hilt of the sword and brought his elbow crashing into
Daviathan’s head.
    Daviathan stumbled backwards as Cleonicus
slid down the wall. He recovered almost immediately and dove at
Daviathan, crashing into him like a battering ram. They both flew
backwards and smacked into the floor with Cleonicus landing on top.
The impact was so intense it cracked the stone.
    “ I’ve seen things
Daviathan. The spectrals have shown me our true potential.”
Cleonicus spat.
    He wrapped his hands around Daviathan’s neck
as he pressed his knee into his chest.
    “ They will all die and
there is nothing you can do to save them.”
    He stared into Daviathan’s eyes as he
tightened his grip. His fingers constricted, coiling around his
neck like a python. He squeezed with all his might, wanting nothing
more than to crush the life from him.
    “ You’ve always
overreached.” Daviathan grumbled.
    Suddenly, Daviathan grabbed Cleonicus’ wrist
in one hand and began to pry his fingers away. Bucking wildly, he
slung Cleonicus overhead and he flew through the air. With a thud
he landed on the floor and tried to scurry to his feet.
    Before Cleonicus could stand Daviathan had
crossed the room. He stood over him breathing heavily, his eyes
burning like a wild fire.
    Cleonicus sat up onto his knees and glared
at Daviathan. He sighed feebly and wiped blood from his mouth.
    “ Our true power…is beyond
your comprehension.” Daviathan said in a dark voice. Then, in a
flash, his claws moved like the wind searing through Cleonicus’
neck sending his head spiraling into the air.
    Cleonicus’ headless body toppled to the
ground. Daviathan stared at it momentarily, tilting his head to the
side in mild interest. He’d absolutely loathed him for so long to
finally see him parted from this world was almost euphoric.
    He quickly snapped out of his trance as the
twinkling of the tunnel key caught his eye. He glanced across the
floor, searching the room for the remains of Tarian. It wasn’t
their way to leave the fallen behind, but this was not normal
circumstances.
    Daviathan made for the doorway then stopped
and turned as he neared the glowing blue portal that they had
arrived in. He looked back to the tunnel key that Cleonicus had
created. It was a bridge of sorts linking any place back to their
home in Elisia. It still sparkled in the corner, but there was no
point closing it now. Once it had been opened the access would be
completely controlled by the other side.
    Daviathan took one last glance into the room
that would become Tarian’s coffin. He closed his eyes and squeezed
his scaly hands together into fists. Slowly they began to glow red
and pulse brighter and brighter. Opening his eyes he unfolded his
fingers and a wave of fire shot from them, instantly engulfing the
hut in a sea of ravage flames. With one last look he turned and
stepped into the portal.

 
     
    The Lost
Prophecy
     
    There was no such thing as night, not in
Elisia. Every bit of the city glowed with Zaspar, the same material
that was used to create the portals. It bounced from the onyx
floors and echoed down the hallways like a lost cry.
    This was the world of the elementals. A
thriving city built around this powerful substance. Zaspar was a
mystical element that could rip holes in the dimensional walls,
opening gateways to other planes.
    Lupercus moved quickly down the silent
halls. He’d sent Tarian and Daviathan along with Cleonicus on a
mission to verify what he was certain was true. His only concern
now, was the protection of the prophecy.
    It had been ages since