Draven took a quick glance behind him. Something huge rose from the waters near the fallen castle...
"Heh... Xenai's Zero Weapon... finally someone else shows some competence..."
Draven looked up at the still flying Scorch.
"Guess I'll start us off..."
He thrust his right arm forward, firing the energy he had gathered towards the air mage like a cannon ball. The crimson orb raged upward, but exploded some three quarters of the way to its target, sending twelve equal sized spheres of light traveling in all directions. At the same time, Draven took off towards Scorch like a rocket, a blade of crimson flame forming in his right hand...
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Iduran stood up as the door opened. Two men draped entirely in black robes, faces covered, entered the room.
"Who... who are you?"
"..."
The left one reached for him, revealing a hand of bone...
"Back off!"
Iduran gave the man a good punch to the face with his heavy metal gauntlet. Much to his surprise, the head came clean off, bouncing off of the wall and landing on the floor to reveal it was nothing more than a skull...
The decapitated skeleton collapsed before frantically feeling the ground in search of its head.
The second robed skeleton calmly watched the scene for a few seconds, before deciding it might be a good idea to do something about it. It reached into it's cloak, pulling out a jagged rapier and began to stab at the old knight. Iduran dodged the attack, picking up a nearby wooden chair and slamming it into the fiend's chest, the impact sending the lightweight skeleton smashing into the opposite wall.
The skeleton quickly recovered, it's "face" now visible since the hood of its cloak was knocked off. It retorted with another lunging stab, which Iduran attempted to counter with the wooden table in the center of the room. The table split in half with the fiend's slash, and the old knight was found with his back to the wall.
The skeleton stabbed towards Iduran's chest, but missed, the blade sticking deep into the wall. As it tried to break its weapon free, Iduran saw his chance. He bolted to the other side of the room and through the open door, closing and locking it behind him.