The Mage of Orlon: The beginning
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It was the wrong choice. The power tore through Nathan’s body throwing him into the air like a rag doll. Nathan’s body landed on the ground with a thud directly in front of Tirana!
A sneer played across Tirana’s face, the arrow appeared in the bow she held. Her fingers released it! The arrow’s path went right to Nathan. Lela looked up in time to see the arrow released, but she was too far away to do anything but watch. Ileana raced from the bushes, her hair streaked the air like crimson fire. She reached Nathan right before the arrow struck her back!
Nathan raised his hand and aimed what was left of his magic at Tirana. The bolt flew from his hand crackling with energy. Tirana’s instincts took over, she body jumped just as the bolt hit the demon archer’s body and exploded. Tirana woke up on top of Nathan. She had escaped his last attempt at killing her. She might die from the arrow, but the mage was dead, and the body she escaped from was, was, standing beside her?
“I saw the mage destroy you, how?” Tirana gasped. It was hard to breathe.
“The energy blast hit the body just as I was back into it and it didn’t hurt. It was just a lot of smoke and noise.” Ileana said.
Tirana laughed as best she could. The little upstart had beaten her at her own game! Tirana’s vision began to fail her. Breathing was more painful and a bigger chore, she would die soon. At least she was taking Nathan with her. The thought was comforting, she had made good on her word that she would have him dead or alive.
Nathan floated in an endless void for what seemed like forever. He noticed a light ahead. The light seemed familiar to him. He felt comfort in the knowledge that he might have died, but Ileana was safe. Nathan heard a familiar voice calling his name. He was feeling so peaceful so serene until the slap landed on his face.
“Damn that hurts!” Nathan nearly screamed.
He looked at his assailant; she had blue eyes and blond hair. The leather gloves that covered her hands hid scars from view of a past life time. Nathan looked into the eyes of his beloved Lela. She was still wiping away the tears that were running down her cheeks. They began to kiss; their passion was exchanged in that one moment. Everything Nathan loved was right here. Lela was in his arms. Ileana was standing beside the woman who would have killed them all.
“Nathan she hated you so much! I once thought I hated you enough to wipe you from the land, but she showed me how destructive that road is. I won’t be a traveler of that path.” Ileana said.
The End