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Chapter 37
Chapter 37: Heart of Steel:
Kotipelli had never seen anything like it before. It was the power behind the man he was now forced to serve. It was a heart made entiretly of steel. This was his chance for freedom from bondage to the vile thing. The touch of vile beast sickened him. For nights he had endured the 'pleasures' of Anaal Nathrak. But he had now finally found the Warlock's weakness. The alter of black marble held the heart that Anaal had cut from his body before he had killed his entire clan and become a powerful Warlock.
The one eyed blond felt unnerved as he heard the whispers in the shadows. The heart had a voice. He heard the rasp muffled by the steel that gilded it. He approached slowly and then screamed in fright as he felt the gauntleted arm wrapped tightly around his own neck. He had not expected to be found out. He had sneak out while Anaal had been sleeping.
Anaal's voice hissed into his ears with anger, "It appears I cannot trust you. I am curious to know how you found out about my weakness, Kotipelli. And why you would come here bearing your sword?"
Kotipelli felt himself almost ready to wet himself with fear, "Servants. They...told me that there was a chamber within here that none could enter. That's all I know. I was merely curious to see what was within this chamber."
The blond shivered as the tongue licked along his cheek, "You lie. That is a beginning yes. But surely you must realize I cannot allow those to know of my weakness to live. You know what that steel object upon that black altar is, don't you. It's my heart." His tongue licked up the cheek and into Kotipelli's ear. Anaal's hold on Kotipelli's neck tightened.
Kotipelli gasped, "Please...release me."
Anaal's tongue licked around the inside of Kotipelli's ear, "Perhaps I shall release you." His hand worked to pull the strings from Kotipelli's under tunic and pants. The one eyed blond was soon stripped nude before the altar and Nathrakh.
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Sabbath stood before the stranger. He knew him as a Dark Guardian, a demon lord. The red hair and golden red eyes was all the sign he needed to know one. It appeared that he had been beaten to the Emerald Sword, and yet this male didn't seem to be holding the sword. HE supposed the rumors were true then. That Dark Guardians or those of demon blood could not wield the legendary Emerald Sword.
Sabbath smiled darkly, "Have you come for the Emerald Sword as well?"
The Dark Guardian only grinned at him. That smug grin annoyed the hell out of Sabbath. It set his nerves on edge, "Answer me, Guardian!"
Sabbath raised up his hands and quickly chanted a defensive spell that was shattered by the sword the Dark Guardian carried.
Kotipelli had never seen anything like it before. It was the power behind the man he was now forced to serve. It was a heart made entiretly of steel. This was his chance for freedom from bondage to the vile thing. The touch of vile beast sickened him. For nights he had endured the 'pleasures' of Anaal Nathrak. But he had now finally found the Warlock's weakness. The alter of black marble held the heart that Anaal had cut from his body before he had killed his entire clan and become a powerful Warlock.
The one eyed blond felt unnerved as he heard the whispers in the shadows. The heart had a voice. He heard the rasp muffled by the steel that gilded it. He approached slowly and then screamed in fright as he felt the gauntleted arm wrapped tightly around his own neck. He had not expected to be found out. He had sneak out while Anaal had been sleeping.
Anaal's voice hissed into his ears with anger, "It appears I cannot trust you. I am curious to know how you found out about my weakness, Kotipelli. And why you would come here bearing your sword?"
Kotipelli felt himself almost ready to wet himself with fear, "Servants. They...told me that there was a chamber within here that none could enter. That's all I know. I was merely curious to see what was within this chamber."
The blond shivered as the tongue licked along his cheek, "You lie. That is a beginning yes. But surely you must realize I cannot allow those to know of my weakness to live. You know what that steel object upon that black altar is, don't you. It's my heart." His tongue licked up the cheek and into Kotipelli's ear. Anaal's hold on Kotipelli's neck tightened.
Kotipelli gasped, "Please...release me."
Anaal's tongue licked around the inside of Kotipelli's ear, "Perhaps I shall release you." His hand worked to pull the strings from Kotipelli's under tunic and pants. The one eyed blond was soon stripped nude before the altar and Nathrakh.
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Sabbath stood before the stranger. He knew him as a Dark Guardian, a demon lord. The red hair and golden red eyes was all the sign he needed to know one. It appeared that he had been beaten to the Emerald Sword, and yet this male didn't seem to be holding the sword. HE supposed the rumors were true then. That Dark Guardians or those of demon blood could not wield the legendary Emerald Sword.
Sabbath smiled darkly, "Have you come for the Emerald Sword as well?"
The Dark Guardian only grinned at him. That smug grin annoyed the hell out of Sabbath. It set his nerves on edge, "Answer me, Guardian!"
Sabbath raised up his hands and quickly chanted a defensive spell that was shattered by the sword the Dark Guardian carried.