HammerFall

Chapter 38: Kings of the Twilight:


Marduk watched with a grim look upon his face. He had never before seen such a villain or such fools. The Kings of the Black East had all gathered at his request. They were eager for the march against the West. To long had the West held onto hope, and soon they would take that away from them, and plunge the world into darkness. He was a half blood and a prince, and thus was not required or allowed to attend. But he had hidden himself away to watch.

His eyes watched the Dark Guardian with interest. He had never before seen one with such lovely, flowing black hair and powerful golden green eyes. This Dark Guardian, demonlord, was not like the others. He was stronger then all others this, King Gorgoroth.

He gasped as he saw what each King sat upon without realizing it. The whole chamber was a complex spell of ancient sorcery. He was not sure if he should reveal himself and worn his father or remain where he was.

King Koldbrann stood up angry and shouted, "Why do we waste our time here!?! The Horde of Iced Earth has promised us that they would be in choas by now. We should march! Not sit here discussing strategy!"

His father, a man with long black hair and black eyes stood up, "I agree with Koldbrann. We must attack quickly, now that we have finally regained our strengths. March! March!"

Gorgoroth held up his hand for silence as the other kings screamed out for war and marching; even those of demon blood were eager for this war against the West. Marduk remained hidden as he noticed that he was not the only one hiding within the chamber. There was another male in this room hiding behind him. His superior dark guardian senses told him it was thus. He could little guess what horror was to befall the Kings of the Black East.

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Kotipelli squirmed beneath the weight of Anaal. He screamed as he was penetrated before the black altar. He screamed with each deep thrust of Anaal's large eight and half inch shaft. His fingers tried to grip onto the stone floor. The digits were sore from gripping onto stone it could not hold. His body jerked and spasmed beneath the purple haired male. The moans of pleasure disgusted the one eyed male.

He collapsed onto his back; no longer arching once Anaal had come inside of him. He gasped as he felt the blade stab deep into his chest. His chest was cut open before Nathrakh. All went black as his last image was that of Anaal's hand reaching into his chest and grasping gently onto his heart.

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Bisucaya replied, "I shall take your services, Mikael Stormblade."

Mikael grinned and then frowned as he felt the magic coursing through his body. He screamed out in pain and rage. His sword slashed at empty air.

"Damn you, what sorcery is this?" Mikael cried out in anger. "What have you done to me?"

Now it was Bisucaya that smiled at Mikael, "Something to keep you under control. You are my servant alone, not the West's. You offered your services to the Dragonlord and it is for me that you shall battle and obey."

Mikael snarled as he tried to fight against the magic, "Bastard!!"

Jasper walked towards Ngwey, "Are you sure this is safe? He is a powerful Warlock, Dragonlord. He may find a way to break your spell."

"That is Lord Bisucaya's concern. Not your's, young Stormblade." Aion told Jasper.

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He had been waiting for his moment. He saw the signal from his master, Gorgoroth. He was hidden beneath his red robes as he strode into the center of the Kings that sat upon a symbol of mystical power. He was ready to cast his spell.

Koldbrann stood up and shouted angry, "What is the meaning of this?! Why is this Sorcerer here?! THis is a meeting of Kings not such lowly beings! He maybe a spy for the West for all we know!"

Gorgoroth was silent as uproar took the kings. Shouting filled the hall and still Marduk did not come out of his hiding place. THe red robed man was well aware that the young prince was within the chamber.

Crauchan Fay spoke a solitary, archaic word. The floor pulsated and then the chamber was filled with blood. The bodies of all the kings assembled; with the exception of Gorgoroth exploded within the light that had engulfed the chambers.

Gorgoroth looked to where Marduk had stumbled and sat trembling in fear, "Come out, young Prince. If you are to be my successor you must not let this site be a burden upon you. We shall be the Kings of the Twilight. Only we are worthy enough of such titles. Do not cringe from your destiny."

Crauchan was not sure of this plan of Gorgoroth; but it was not his place to question. He merely followed his orders. His eyes now turned to where Gorgoroth looked.