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"It's the full moon that means lycans or as normal people call them werewolves. You never want to find a pack of werewolves. So let's try to hurry." I said. There were shadows in the trees following us. "They may already have tracked us so run very fast."
 
Morias walked slowly as the others fled past him, utterly unconcerned.

The last embers of daylight faded away, and the pale light of the moon shone down on the Necromancer. He nodded his armored head and spoke to the trolls.

"Come, my brethren...hunt...the moon shall be your guide...seek the chatoic souls and make them join us!!!"
 
The armored helmet stared levelly at him.

"I know much you do not. Leave me, these beasts will not pass."
 
"If you want." I said. I was about to talk again when I was tackled down. I looked up. There was an emmence Lycan. Probably an Alpha male. Then out of the woods came many others. I got up and said "To bad because now it's a grudge fight. Unless you really want to stay behind."
 
A massive iron spike shot from the Necromancer's armor and impaled the Lycan through. Retracting, the blood-coated spike pulled the Lycan closer to the Necromancer, who gripped it in his arms.

The helmet opened somewhat, and a cloud of white air enveloped the lycan's head. There was a strangeled gasp and it fell to the ground, twitching.

The undead Trolls drew their axes and rushed ahead, engaging the first wolves they could find.
 
"great, lycans" i said annoyed

i drew a steel knife from my tunic and held it straight up and down

a lycan bit down on the blade, the smooth metal percing the roof of its mouth

"too easy" i muttered, jumping up and kicking the dead creature in the face

i shook the blood off my hand and stood there, waiting

another lycan charged me

i simply jumped up and slammed its face into teh ground

"sis, arrow!" i siad hurriedly

i found an arrow laying at my feet in seconds

"thank you" i siad, stabbing the tip into teh lycan's forhead
 
(these are special arrow, coated in silver, and the dagger was too)
 
"Eat my silver blades you monsters!" I yelled while I jumped and spun around with my scimitars held out. My blades were cutting into the lycans faces as I drew closer and closer. Then after I landed I threw my scimitars into two of them. Then I ran towards the other werewolves. As I passed the lycans dead corpses I grabbed my scimitars. I stabbed the first two then I kicked the dead lycans off my blades and started slashing into the oncoming lycans.
 
i brought out my long swords, special elven blades made of silver, a third the size of normal elven blades

i threw the first blade like a spear, it stabbed between teh wolves legs

"well, there goes another generation" i said, running forwards and bringing the blade up, through the beast's stomach

i tehn whiped the blade and it landed in ones forhead as it aproached

i sped forwards adn jumped up, stabbing another one that was about to leapfrog over the dead one's body and onto me, right in teh forhead

"thats two down" i said, grabbing my sword as i landed and pulling the other out of the wolve's head
 
The Lycan that Morias had dispatched began to float in the air, purple flames surrounding its body. Its eyes glowed blue and a massive gout of blue flame erupted from its mouth, enveloping a group of oncoming werewolves. The flamed cleared revealing the Lycans flesh had been stripped from their bodies.

But the bones moves on their own, howling soundlessly as they lept upon their former comrades, ripping and biting at flesh, feeling no pain, and no remorse.

Morias laughed, a sickening cackle.

"Foul beasts! REVEL IN THE BEAUTY OF DEATH! For only when life ends, can you truly feel ALIVE! Now you shall all join me, in my beautiful symphony of PAIN!"
 
"thats just sick" i spat at morias

i slammed my hand on the ground and roots came up and trapped everywherewolf, dead or alive, and started to pull them into teh ground, along ith the trolls

"rest in pease" i said as the roots pulled them completely underground
 
Morias' claw was around his neck in an instance, the heavy gauntlet squeezing hard.

"How DARE you attack my brethren? I would SQUEEZE the life out of you, but you don't deserve death."

A barking laugh came out of the helmet.

"I might just torture you a bit. Pain works so much better on the living."

He tossed him away, growling. He fell to his knees and began to...pray. At least, thats what it looked like.
 
i was on my knees, not praying, but using elven magic

i slammed my hand on ht eground again and the roots from before came back, entangling around the dark being

he slashed them away and they sprouted more ends, just like a hydra

"these roots cannot be cut, burned, crushed, or destroyed in any way" i said "you will not do what you have done to those creatures ever, give them a quick death and let them rest in peace, you do NOT make them your puppets" i said furiously slaming my foot on the ground

a giant root came out of teh ground at this last part adn slammed into the necromancer's 'face'

"do you understand me?"
 
Morias' laughed.

"Puppets? They are no mere PUPPETS!"

The Necromancer turned into a black ooze, soaking into the roots. They shook and quivered, then shot back towards their summoner, Morias remerging just as they crashed into him.

"They are free! Free of the confines of life and death! Free of pain! They serve me of their own free wills!"
 
"this is all wrong" i said "all, WRONG!!!!!"

a blue aura appeared around me and shot out in waves at the necromancer, the roots sinking into the ground

the necromancer rose off the ground and spread into an "X" shape

"you shall harm no creature, dead or alive, ever again" i siad, my voice altered

my eyes were glowing blue as i neared him

his armor started to come apart at the joints, unable to escape the bind i had used on him
 
Morias didn't struggle, merely allowing the spell to work.

"You want to unmask me? Foolish. You know not what you do. I beg of you, for your own safety, leave this armor on!"
 
"i wont remove your armor, but i am going to leave you here, defenceless" i said

my eyes continued to glow as i walked away

"i will let nature deside waht do do with you"

his energy drained away, making him nothing more than bodyless armor

the prison dissapeared

"goodbye, necromanser"
 
Morias stood up shakily, groaning.

"Unexpected. Let...nature...decide?"

He fell to the ground.

"Nature already dealt with me...years ago...letting you win...was exactly was nature didn't want..."

He laughed, softly. He grew silent, lying in the dust...a strange, sad silence...
 
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