HammerFall

Chapter 0060:

Magnus looked in wonder at the blade. It felt so light in his hand. He felt the pure energies within caressing against the powers of the other gathered objects. He looked to Mikael Stormblade in wonder. Here before him, stood the most evil and vile man in history. Yet he had given him the final pieces to what he sought.

Magnus had taken many weeks; but at last the war would end soon. HammerFall and the West would not fall. He had gathered all he needed back into place. The power of the Seven Keys would destroy the threat of the demons and the East for at least another six centuries. He knew from his teachings that evil was sometimes necessary. Without evil, there would be nothing to define good against.

Magnus bowed his head towards Mikael. When his head came back up he found his lips pressed in an accidental kiss. Or so he had thought until he heard those words coming from the retreating back of the long silver haired warrior.

"It was for you, Rosenbrim that I have done what I have done." Mikael replied. "I am done with you. If I could severe the tie between our Houses I would drown all the world in blood to do so. Beware the Sundine for they......" His voice was lost to the distance and the wind. He heard no more.


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Marduk shuddered as the hands of his father twisted a strand of his hair around it's finger. Their lips pressed against each other not with need; only a passionless lust and a deep hunger within the Lord of the Black East. The noise of the dragons battling across their land so deeply; coming even unto the Black East, was of no concern to either nobleman.

Marduk took this moment then to take his actions. The blade formed out of the air around them and thrusted into the heart of the demonlord. He gasped and gagged as blood trickled out of the corners of his own mouth. The blade of air pierced into the art of the half demon lord. His fingers dug deeply into the flesh of the other. He made no other noise. He felt his body growing cold with death. THe light abruptly left his eyes and then there was nothing.

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"The Seige will end soon. Word has come that Magnus has managed to gather the enchanted objects." Judeis spoke, "We shall take actions with or without the King. HammerFall cannot be sustained without a proper monarchy."

Dirk Stormblade objected, "No. We shall make no move still. Let them wait us out. Magnus will return. He will bring the King back to his senses."

Judeis shouted in rage, "People are dying out there! We must take the battle to them now; while our forces are still fresh."

Stormblade refused to give in. His silent and icy glare only further angered Judeis the Mage of Pentalore. Pentalore was a small kingdom that had been absorbed into HammerFall during the war that lead to the Stormblade's Shame. Becuase of that fact many still held their arrogance and pride of bearing. They were to independent; which was both a good and bad thing.

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Johan looked deeply into the eyes of Jasper's eyes. Johan's unskilled hands silently brushed back a few strands of silver hair. His hands gently caressed over the smooth, silk soft ears of the Stormblade swordsman. Johan smiled as he leaned down to gently nibble on them as Jasper let out a breathy sigh of pleasure. It was one of the few moments of pleasure they were allowed when they were not manning the walls of the castle.

Johan couldn't help but grin as he felt those warm, welcoming arms pulling him down into Jasper's embrace. Their soft, yet hard bodies pressed against each other.

"I love you so very much." Johan said.

Jasper replied, "Just shut up and let me taste your lips."

His head raised up as his arms sensually and quickly slide up Lersson's back to force their lips together. Johan gasped as he felt the tongue sliding over his lips and then forcing it's way into his mouth; although in truth it was an conquest for the Stormblade youth.