Arioch took hold of Balo's head and squeezed it. Elric looked on in amazement as the head began to shrink. Arioch took Balo's legs and bent them in, folding Balo up and kneading him in his slender, inhuman hands until he was a small, solid ball. Arioch then popped the ball into his mouth and swallowed it.
'I have not eaten him, Elric, ' he said with another faint smile. 'It is merely the easiest way of transporting him back to the Realms from which he came. He has transgressed and will be punished. All this'he waved an arm to indicate the citadel 'is unfortunate and contradicts the plans we of Chaos have for Earth plans which will involve you, our servant, and make you mighty.'
Elric bowed to his master. 'I am honoured, Lord Arioch, though I seek no favours.'
Arioch's silvery voice lost some of its beauty and his face seemed to cloud for a second. 'You are pledged to serve Chaos, Elric, as were your ancestors. You will serve Chaos! The time draws near when both Law and Chaos will battle for the Realm of Earth and Chaos shall win! Earth will be incorporated into our Realm and you will join the hierarchy of Chaos, become immortal as we are! '
'Immortality offers little to me, my lord.'
'Ah, Elric, have the men of Melnibone become as the half-apes who now dominate Earth with their puny’civilisations’? Are you no better than these Young Kingdom upstarts? Think what we offer! '
'I shall, my lord, when’ the time you mention comes.' Elric's head was still lowered.
'You shall indeed, ' Arioch raised his arms. 'Now to transport this toy of Balo's to its proper Realm, and redress the trouble he has caused, lest some hint reaches our opponents before the proper time.'
Arioch's voice swelled like the singing of a million brazen bells and Elric sheathed his sword and clapped his hands over his ears to stop the pain. Then Elric felt his body seem to shred apart, swell and stretch until it became like smoke drifting on air. Then, faster, the smoke began to be drawn together, becoming denser and denser and he seemed to be shrinking now. All around him were rolling banks of colour, flashes and indescribable noises. Then came a vast blackness and he closed his eyes against the images that seemed reflected in the blackness.
When he opened them he stood in the valley and the singing citadel was gone. Only Yishana and a few surprised-looking soldiers stood there. Yishana ran towards him.
'Elric was it you who saved us?'
'I must claim only part of the credit, ' he said.
'Not all my soldiers are here, ' she said, inspecting the men. Where are the rest and the villagers abducted earlier?'
'If Balo's tastes are like his masters', then I fear they now have the honour of being part of a demigod. The Lords of Chaos are not flesh-eaters, of course, being of the Higher Worlds, but there is something they savour in men which satisfies them...'
Yishana hugged her body as if in cold. 'He was huge I cannot believe that his citadel could contain his bulk! '
'The citadel was more than a dwelling-place, that was obvious. Somehow it changed size, shape-and other things I cannot describe. Arioch of Chaos transported it and Balo back to where they belong, '
'Arioch! But he is one of the Greatest Six! How did he come to Earth?'
'An old pact with my remote ancestors. By calling him they allow him to spend a short time in our realm, and he repays them with some favour. This was done.'
'Come, Elric, ' she took his arm. 'Let's away from the valley.'
Elric was weak and enfeebled by the efforts of summoning Arioch, and the experiences he had had before and since the episode. He could hardly walk; and soon it was Yishana who supported him as they made slow progress, the dazed warriors following in their wake, towards the nearest village, where they could obtain rest and horses to take them back to Dhakos.
FIVE
As they staggered past the blasted ruins of Thokara, Yishana pointed suddenly at the sky.
'What is that?
A great shape was winging its way towards them. It had the appearance of a butterfly, but a butterfly with wings so huge they blotted out the sun.
'Can it be some creature of Balo's left behind?’ she speculated.
'Hardly likely, ' he replied. 'This has the appearance of a monster conjured by a human sorcerer.'
'Theleb K'aarna! '
'He has surpassed himself, ' Elric said wryly. 'I did not think him capable.'
'It is his vengeance on us, Elric! '
'That seems reasonable. But I am weak, Yishana-and Stormbringer needs souls if it is to replenish my strength.' He turned a calculating eye on the warriors behind him who were gaping up at the creature as it came nearer. Now they could see it had a man's body, covered with hairs or feathers hued like a peacock's.
The air whistled as it descended, its fifty-foot wings dwarfing the seven feet of head and body. From its head grew two curling horns, and its arms terminated in long talons.
'We are doomed, Elric! ' cried Yishana. She saw that the warriors were fleeing and she cried after them to come back. Elric stood there passively, knowing that alone he could not defeat the butterfly-creature. 'Best go with them, Yishana, ' he murmured. 'I think it will be satisfied with me.'
'No! '
He ignored her and stepped towards’ the creature as it landed and began to glide over the ground in his direction. He drew a quiescent Stormbringer, which felt heavy in his hand. A little strength flowed into him, but not enough. His only hope was to strike a good blow at the creature's vitals and draw some of its own life-force into himself.
The creature's voice shrilled at him, and the strange, insane face twisted as he approached. Elric realized that this was no true supernatural denizen of the nether worlds, but a once-human creature warped by Theleb K'aarna's sorcery. At least it was mortal, and he had only physical strength to contend with. In better condition it would have been easy for him but now ....
The wings beat at the air as the taloned hands grasped at him. He took Stormbringer in both hands and swung the runeblade at the thing's neck. Swiftly the wings folded in to protect its neck and Stormbringer became entangled in the strange, sticky flesh. A talon caught Elric's arm, ripping it to the bone. He yelled in pain and yanked the sword from the enfolding wing. He tried to steady himself for another blow, but the monster grabbed his wounded arm and began drawing him towards its now lowered head and the horns that curled from it.
He struggled, hacking at the thing's arms with the extra strength that came with the threat of death. Then he heard a cry from behind him and saw a figure from the corner of his eye, a figure that leapt forward with two blades gleaming in either hand. The swords slashed at the talons and with a shriek the creature turned on Elric's would-be rescuer. It was Moonglum. Elric fell backwards, breathing hard, as he watched his little red-headed friend engage the monster.
But Moonglum would not survive for long, unless aided.
Elric racked his brain for some spell that would help; but he was too' weak, even if he could think of one, to raise the energy necessary to summon supernatural help. And then it came to him! Yishana! She was not as exhausted as he. But could she do it? He turned as the air moaned to the beating of the creature's wings. Moonglum was only just managing to hold it off, his two swords flashing rapidly as he parried every effort to grasp him.
'Yishana! ' croaked the albino.
She came up to him and placed a hand on his.’We could leave, Elric perhaps hide from that thing.'
'No. I must help Moonglum. Listen you realise how desperate our position is, do you not? Then keep that in mind while you recite this rune with me. Perhaps together we may succeed. There are many kinds of lizards in these parts, are there not?'
'Aye many.'
'Then this is what you must say and remember that we shall all perish by Theleb K'aarna's servant if you are not successful.'
In the half worlds, where dwelt the master-types of all creatures other than Man, an entity stirred, hearing its name. The entity was called Haaashaastaak; and it was scaly and cold, with no true intellect, such as
men and gods possessed, but an awareness, which served it as well if not better. It was brother, on this plane, to such entities as Meerclar, Lord of the Cats, Roofdrak, Lord of the Dogs, Nuru-ah, Lord of the Cattle, and many, many others. This was Haaashaastaak, Lord of the Lizards. It did not really hear words in the exact sense, but it heard rhythms which meant much to it, even though it did not know why. The rhythms were being repeated over and over again, but seemed too faint to be worth much attention. It stirred and yawned, but did nothing...
'Haaashaastaak, Lord of Lizards,
Your children were fathers of men,
Haaashaastaak, Prince of Reptiles.
Come aid a grandchild now.
'Haaashaastaak, Father of Scales,
Cold-blooded bringer of life...’
It was a bizarre scene, with Elric and Yishana desperately chanting the rune over and over again as Moonglum fought on, slowly losing strength, Haaashaastaak quivered and became more curious. The rhythms were no stronger, yet they seemed more insistent. He would travel, he decided, to that place where those he watched over dwelt. He knew that if he answered the rhythms, he would have to obey whatever source they had. He was not, of course, aware that such decisions had been implanted into him in a far distant age the time before the creation of Earth, when the Lords of Law and Chaos, then inhabitants of a single realm and known by another name, had watched over the forming of things and laid down the manner and logic in which things should behave, following their great edict from the voice of the Cosmic Balance the voice which had never spoken since.
Haaashaastaak betook himself, a little slothfully, to Earth.
Elric and Yishana were still chanting hoarsely, as Haaashaastaak made his sudden appearance. He had the look of a huge iguana, and his eyes were manycoloured, many faceted jewels, his scales seeming of gold, silver, and other rich metals. A slightly hazy outline surrounded him, as if he had brought part of his own environment with him.
Yishana gasped and Elric breathed a deep sigh. As a child he had learned the languages of all animalmasters, and now he must recall the simple language of the lizard-master, Haaashaastaak.
His need fired his brain, and the words came suddenly.
'Haaashaastaak, ' he cried pointing at the butterflycreature, 'mokik ankkuh! '
The lizard lord turned its jewelled eyes on the creature and its great tongue suddenly shot out towards it, curling around the monster. It shrilled in terror as it was drawn towards the lizard lord's great maw. Legs and arms kicked as the mouth closed on it. Several gulps and Haaashaastaak had swallowed Theleb K'aarna's prize creation. Then it turned its head uncertainly about for a few moments and vanished. Pain began to throb now through Elric's torn arm as Moonglum staggered towards him, grinning in relief.
'I followed behind you at a distance as you requested, ' he said, 'since you suspected treachery from Theleb K'aarna. But than I spied the sorcerer coming this way and followed him to a cave in yonder hills, ' he pointed. 'But when the deceased, ' he laughed shakily, 'emerged from the cave, I decided that it would be best to chase that, for I had the feeling it -was going in your direction.'
'I am glad you were so astute, ' Elric said.
'It was your doing, really, ' Moonglum replied.
'For, if you hadn't anticipated treachery from Theleb K'aarna, I might not have been here at the right moment.' Moonglum suddenly sank to the grass, leaned back, grinned, and fainted.
Elric felt very dazed himself. 'I do not think we need fear anything more from your sorcerer just yet, Yishana, ' he said. 'Let us rest here and refresh ourselves. Perhaps then your cowardly soldiers will have returned, and we can send them to a village to get us some horses.'
They stretched out on the grass and, lying in each other's arms, went to sleep.
Elric was astonished to Wake in a bed, a soft bed. He opened his eves and saw Yishana and Moonglum smiling down at him.
'How long have I been here?'
'More than two days. You did not wake when the horses came, so we had the warriors construct a stretcher to bear you to Dhakos. You are in my palace.'
Elric cautiously moved his stiff, bandaged arm. It was still painful. 'Are my belongings still at the inn?'
'Perhaps, if they have not been stolen. Why?'
'I have a pouch of herbs there, which will heal this arm quickly and also supply me with a little strength, which I need badly.'
'I will go and see if they are still there, ' Moonglum said and walked from the chamber. Yishana stroked Elric's milk-white hair. 'I have much to thank you for, wolf, ' said she.’You have saved my kingdom perhaps all the Young Kingdoms. In my eyes you are redeemed for my brother's death.'
'Oh, I thank you, madam, ' said Elric with a mockhag tone. She laughed, 'You are still a Melnibonean.'
'Still that, aye.'
'A strange mixture, however. Sensitive and cruel, sardonic and loyal to your little friend Moonglum. I look forward to knowing you better, my lord.'
'As to that, I am not sure if you will have the opportunity.'
She gave him a hard look. 'Why?'
'Your resume of my character was incomplete, Queen Yishana you should have added’careless of the world and yet vengeful.’ I wish to be revenged on your pet wizard.'
'But he is spent, surely, you said so yourself.'
'I am, as you remarked, still a Melnibonean! My arrogant blood calls vengeance on an upstart! '
'Forget Theleb K'aarna. I will have him hunted by my White Leopards. Even his sorcery will not win against such savages as they are! '
'Forget him? Oh, no! '
'Elric, Elric I will give yon my kingdom, declare you ruler of Jharkor, if you will let me be your consort.'
He reached out and stroked her bare arm with his good hand.
'You are unrealistic, queen. To take such an action would bring wholesale rebellion in your land. To your folk, I am still the Traitor of Imrryr.'
'Not now now you are the Hero of Jharkor.'
'How so? They did not know of their peril and thus will feel no gratitude. It were best that I settled my debt with your wizard and went on my way. The streets must already be full of rumours that you have taken your brother's murderer to your bed. Your popularity with your subjects must be at its lowest, madam.'
'I do not care.'
'You will if your nobles lead the people in insurrection and crucify yon naked in the city square.'
'You are familiar with our customs.'
'We Melniboneans are a learned folk, queen.'
'Well versed in all the arts.'
'All of them.' Again he felt his blood race as she rose and barred the door. At that moment he felt no need for the herbs which Moonglum had gone to find.
When he tiptoed from the room that night, he found Moonglum waiting patiently in the antechamber. Moonglum proffered the pouch with a wink. But Elric's mood was not light. He took bunches of herbs from the pouch and selected what he needed. Moonglum grimaced as he watched Elric chew and swallow the stuff. Then together they stole from the palace.
Armed with Stormbringer and mounted, Elric rode slightly behind his friend as Moonglum led the way towards the hills beyond Dhakos.
'If I know the sorcerers of Pan Tang', murmured the albino, 'then Theleb K'aarna will be more exhausted than was I. With luck we will come upon him sleeping.'
'I shall wait outside the cave in that case,’ said Moonglum, for he now had some experience of Elric's vengeance-taking and did not relish watching Theleb K'aarna's slow death.
They galloped speedily unto the hills were reached and Moonglum showed Elric the cave mouth. Leaving his horse, the albino went soft-footed into the cave, his runesword ready.
Moonglum waited nervously for Theleb K'aarna's first shrieks, but none came. He waited until dawn began to bring the first faint light and then Elric, face frozen with anger emerged from the cave. Savagely he grasped his horse's reins and swung himself into the saddle.
'Are you satisfied?' Moonglum asked tentatively.
'Satisfied, no! The dog has vanished! '
'Gone but...'
'He was more cunning than I thought. There are several caves and I sought him in all of them. In the farthest I discovered traces of sorcerous runes on the walls and floor. He has transported himself somewhere and I could not discover where, in spite of deciphering most of the runes! Perhaps he went to Pan Tang.'
'Ah, then our quest has been futile. Let us return to Dhakos and enjoy a little more of Yishana's hospitality.'
'No we go to Pan Tang.'
'But, Elric, Theleb K'aarna's brother sorcerers dwell there in strength; and Jagreen Lern, the theocrat, forbids Visitors! '
'No matter. I wish to finish my business with Theleb K'aarna.'
'You have no proof that he is there! ' ..
‘No matter!’
And then Elric was spurring his horse away, riding like a man possessed or fleeing from dreadful peril-and perhaps he was both possessed and fleeing. Moonglum did not follow at once but thoughtfully watched his friend gallop off. Not normally introspective, he wondered if Yisbana had perhaps affected the albino more strongly than he would have wished. He did not think that vengeance on Theleb K'aarna was Elric's prime desire in refusing to return to Dhakos. Then he shrugged and clapped his heels to his steed's flank, racing to catch up with Elric as the cold dawn rose, wondering if they would continue towards Pan Tang once Dhakos was far enough behind.
But Elric's head contained no thoughts, only emotion flooded him-emotion he did not wish to analyse. His white hair streaming behind him, his deadwhite, handsome face set, his slender hands tightly clutching the stallion's reins, he rode. And only his strange, crimson eyes reflected the misery and conflict within him. In Dhakos that morning, other eyes held misery, but not for too long. Yishana was a pragmatic queen.
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