The thunder rumbled. A flash of lightning was seen and the raindrops were illustrated in a flicker. A man in mage attire was seen running and had books in his arms. Turning back to see its pursuers then turned around to see his path.
[Floating light] was seen cast and hovering over him. Bathing him with ample light for his path to be seen. He was panting and was greatly weakening. So fast that he will only have a few minutes left with his life.
He was poisoned and being a telekinetic mage didn't help much. He was needing an antidote. In his bad luck, they have run out of it in their storage and the delivery of antidotes and several potions were all delayed. To their dismay, they were attacked several times already and have run out of potions.
It will be the last effort that they will make and as the village's protection has vanished, it will be their doom.
Monsters will surge nonstop until all will be killed. Nothing can stop them. Except for the Paladins, but the ones who knew that they were dead already, they will succumb to pitiful hopelessness. Even the telekinetic mage didn't know currently. Only the wall guards were left to fight for the village.
A shadow leaped from building to building and was constantly following him. Dark in their bodies and that was made of shadow. Three were following him and he was running nonstop towards the Paladin barracks. To his hope, Paladins can help him the most right now. They were all strong and resilient tribes. Running with hopes up.
It was then one enemy dived towards him and used its skill [Backstab]. Appearing on his back then prepared to stab.
He Immediately conjured a [Force field] that was stabbed instead. The momentum of the skill was left with a spark and the shield sounded.
Bing!
The enemy was then used with telekinesis and was suspended in the air. Throwing him to the side and the enemy went crashing into one of the walls.
Bang!
He was panting while regaining stamina. Even though he just ran for only several minutes, the poison was transported faster than normal. He should not be pushing himself.
Another two attacked and then his shield was stabbed nonstop. [Reverse slash] and [stab] were made and his Shield was seen cracking. To maintain such skills, you need willpower. And he was on his limits. Thinking about a better plan, he tried to suspend the other two and then smashed them below their feet. Making them squashed on the ground.
The forcefield then was canceled and he was left panting on the process. Another knee on the ground and right-hand perching on it. Thinking that he survived, he went to stand up and saw one shadow diving toward him. He felt alert, to think that it was a distraction all along!
He inhaled a huge amount of air and then prepared to stop him with his telekinesis skill. But it was too late as he became stiff and paralyzed by the poison. Making him bit his lower lips in disappointment.
It was then, that a silhouette dashed and was seen with a sword drawn.
Swoosh!
A slash was made and the shadow was slashed in half. Making it disperse and went back to the ground. Trailing towards its owner and summoner.
The man was then panting. He can still move slightly but his skills were not usable at the moment.
"Thank you so much, stranger. I will reward your bravery, here take these books as I will not live long. I know you are a Paladin recruit but make use of the things I give you. This will be of much help in the future," he said then laid on the ground.
He gave the seal on the book then the boy dropped his blood.
'I can feel that he is the one who is master was telling. I can feel it,'
"The skill is now yours, I can be at last in peace," he let out his last breath and then closed his eyes.
Being like a person that will sleep and was smiling. Tears rolled on the side of his cheeks and then let out his last breath.
Troan, then prayed for his soul to rest. The books were then put inside his bag and then he went on.
"Poisoning? I have an antidote!" Troan screamed then put it inside his mouth. He coughed then he was healed.
"Why didn't you say so?" Troan patted his back.
"Well, you see. I want a dramatic send-off. But thanks nonetheless! We have run out of antidotes and several other potions. The delivery was also delayed for several weeks now. Maybe they were attacked along the way," he said then stood up.
"The antidote is working. I thank you for that. I will have to be of help, I didn't have a purpose now as my master died protecting the spell crystal,"
"Those shadows that attacked you, I think they are also the ones who killed all the Paladins, my friends included. And my masters are fighting him off as of now. " Troan said in a sad tone.
"All of the Paladins are killed?! I am going to seek help from them. This village is done for! Monsters are attacking the gates and will soon flood the village!" he shouted.
They were talking and it was then monsters arrived and were like a rushing flood. Demon wolves, Demon foxes, Demon bears, Demon anaconda, Stalkers, and Trolls were also marching with their gigantic clubs.
The enemies (monsters) started to flood and it was best to escape.
"Escape now, I will stop them! This village is done for! Go live!" the mage shouted while on his back.
To the sewers! All village entrances are attacked and blocked! Sewers! You must go to the sewers! It will have an exit on the river! Go now!" He shouted then enemies soon attacked him.
Troan heeded his instructions and so he escaped. Ran towards the sewers and took a glance at him one last time. Making the saved person be its savior instead.
Monsters poured and he stopped them with his Forcefield as well as his telekinesis. Troan then went inside the manhole and closed the lid. Arrived inside the sewers while all were in chaos.
As for the skill books, Troan took a glance and was in an utter stupor. It was called [Skill book: Ward Evil] and [Skill book: Telekinesis]. Those books were pretty useful as Troan will think of it. Ward Evil will be of use when he will travel monster-infested areas and will have a safe passage. Telekinesis was also useful in both offensive and defensive situations. Making it a great reap if Troan will think about it.
Troan read the books and it has glowing inscriptions on them.
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Skill Name: Ward Evil
Description: A warding light will be cast on the hand to repel monsters.
Effects: Repel weak monsters for a 10-meter radius.
Cooldown: none
Duration: unlimited
Damage type: magic
Skill type: active
Mana cost: 1 per second
Stamina cost: 0 per second
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Skill Name: Telekinesis
Description: A skill that can move things, enemies or allies as well as yourself by willpower.
Effects: unlocks skills Push, Pull, Crush, Crumple, Suspend, and, Flight (All skills were in the Weak category)
Cool down: none
Duration: unlimited
Damage type: magic
Skill type: active
Willpower cost: 1 per second (Greater Willpower used will have stronger effects)
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The place was huge and the ceiling was as tall as a full-grown man. Rushing waters were heard as he dropped down. He then paved the sewers and can hear some wailings and shouts of monsters above ground. Many villagers also were heard running and shouting. Others cried and wailed also. The sound of slaughter was heard as he traveled. He jolted with every scream of death he heard and it was pretty disturbing on his part.
Splashing of his feet was heard as he traveled the murky waters and his heart was beating fast. All villagers were being slaughtered nonstop above ground and he can't help them at all. He bit his lower lips and he hardened his heart in the process. He can't help anyone at this moment.
He doesn't want to be called a hypocrite or a self righteous person but it pained his heart to just abandon anyone. Still, he decided to walk away. He was not heroic in any sense at all in the first place. All he could do was pray for their souls to rest.
Albeit feared as it was painful to die in the body, one should fear more the death of the soul or spirit. Or so what he heard in the Prophet he knew in the past.
"One will have eternal rest in the hands of his Creator in his death if he was in his hands. All of the pain is temporary and the afterlife is eternal," Troan muttered.