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"I can still fight," she said with a smile and a firm grasp upon Oriane's offered hand. She rose to her feet, her morale renewed at the sight of their golden saviour, and the presence of her dear friend Phyrra by her side. And though as she held once again her sword in her hand, it soon became...

Horrendous, merciless death. That was all there ever was in Aeraesar anymore. Her sword cut through the defenses of yet another monstrosity. Blood wicked down the blade, and beads of it were hurled in a splatter nearby. Beaded sweat followed suite. A ragged breath left her lips. Year after...

Wood splintered and cracked. Metal twisted and bent. The gates came open with a terrible slam, and just as abruptly did weapons and magic fall upon the open doors with fury. Vailë, spent of her reserves from the ritual, relied solely on her blade. She swung swiftly, ripping past a monster's...

Vailë watched with a similar interest, though not so closely, while Syr Ilvisar drew with chalk. Aerai magic was, by and large, far from this type of casting - though they were works that more experienced of them dabbled in and learned. Vaile was not such a one, and so this, though not totally...

The arrival of the old Aerai golem was a great fortune to them. As it moved forward and engaged the monsters, it seemed as though it on its own could fell them in swathes. It swung its mighty sword, and with every connection it made great flashes of near blinding light shone brightly. She was...

As the gates were pushed open, the first few monsters that made their way into the gatehouse were felled in a onslaught of electrified light from several Aerai warriors. The monsters fell into charred heaps, but they were quickly mowed over by the second wave, followed by a handful of sword...

As she came near to Phyrra, she lifted her eyes to meet hers with a proud, though subtle smile. "Thank you sister," she said, resting her hand on Phyrra's shoulder, "I have been blessed by the guidance of those far greater than I," she continued, her eyes softened as she shared affection in...

'Please,' she said, 'it will be easier for me to show you.' It was certainly much easier for her to impart her thoughts than to go through the process of telling her the pertinent details, but there was nothing easy about what Phyrra had to share. That... thing... it claimed to be the one...

Inside, Rhugarol watched as Phyrra made her way up the debris toward the breach. She remained still, making no move to encroach on the retreating Aerai. Nor did she reply. She made no movements until Phyrra vanished out of sight, when she then knelt down and reclaimed the helm she'd dropped...

The two of them were of similar standing in the Order, both ranking among the Third of the Sphere. And though each of them had earned that in their own merits, when it came to martial prowess Phyrra was well ahead of Vailë. So when the dark one clashed with her sister's steel, she swung her...

"A pity," came the creature's dreadful reply. Vailë lowered her arm which she had used to shield her face from the barrage of dust and debris that had filled the air. As Phyrra shared words with the creature, she examined it carefully. There had been tales told of Arkhivom's lieutenants...

Your abilities rival those of Te'leis, sister. No doubt you will ascend to Second with little time. Te'leis had been renowned for her status as one of the most accurate archers in the Order's history. News of her untimely death had not yet reached the Order, and it would be met with great...

Six, even five dozen was twice as much as she had anticipated. Where all of these beasts come from, she could only wonder at this point. Perhaps the Demon's forces were not as mustered as they had at first supposed. Or perhaps... they were mustered far nearer than the had first supposed. She...

Vailë bowed her head as a quiet thank you for Phyrra's acknowledgement. Of the two, Phyrra was far more outright, that much was clear. But Vailë did too have this same sense of pride, to serve the will of the Conclave and the gods as a warrior, and to do so well. To be acknowledged by a peer...

The Gwathui's features were nothing if not terrifying, but to the steeled pair of Phyrra and Vailë, it was just another day. The creature turned with an unnatural speed when it spotted the first elf's movements, rearing its head back to unleash a terrible scream and lashing attack. Vailë, with...