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“Well that’s it then isn’t it” Ko Val says, dismissing the dead casually. He turns to see Nigel walking back over to the car. Slipping behind him he slams the car door closed just as Nigel opens it.



“What do you think you are going to do, hmm? Are you going to take this foe on? Do you think you have the power to defeat such a person?” Ko Val asks.



“What I am going to do is go back to the sewer, see if there is anything to salvage and then try to make a stand.”



“Why?”, Ko Val asks incredulously. It is obvious that this has taken some time to plan and you have been woefully out maneuvered. I would think that you would collect whatever valuables you had, load them in your car and get as far away from here as possible. Why risk death when you don’t have to?”



“Because it’s what we do. We do this because someone has to. We do it because this thing, whatever it may be is upsetting the balance between light and dark. One cannot exist without the other. That is why you were never vanquished. What good would the light be without darkness to dispel? Remove one from the equation and you plummet this entire reality into chaos.”



Ko Val takes his hand off of the door. “Sounds like a fool’s errand if you ask me”



“I didn’t ask you, did I?” Nigel snips back as he gets into the car.

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It’s cold. The pounding in his head has stopped though and he has managed to position himself comfortably up against some rubble. His breath is a little labored, but that is to be expected, after all, he is dying. He had found a pipe lying near by and has managed to pull it towards him to use as a weapon if that thing returned to finish him off. He had just about drifted off into sleep when he heard noises from the ruined tunnel opening. He wasn’t sure if his legs would work. He really couldn’t feel them, but he deluded himself into thinking that was the cold. As the sounds grew louder he wasn’t so sure though. The sound was just up ahead now. He clenched the pipe closer now, adrenaline flooding his system, he prepared to launch himself on his intruders. He was just about ready when…



“Paris.” A voice called in a loud whisper. Actually, Nigel was nearly yelling, but the explosions had robbed Paris of most of his hearing.



“Over here.” He croaked, barely able to hear his own voice. Soon light flooded around him and he was able to make out both Nigel and Ko Val.



“Emma’s gone. The thing took her.” He says.



“Gone!! Where?” Nigel asks frantically as they approached.



Shaking his head he answers, “Don’t know.”



“And Thomas?” Nigel asks looking around shining the light everywhere.



“Dead. The monster got him first. By the time he got to us he was covered in his blood.”



Gently they lift him up and begin to walk towards the exit. Nigel looks at Ko Val nervously. Ko Val looks back with a gaze that informs him that the boy is probably past saving. As they move towards the tunnel, Paris stops and says, “Oh wait. I almost forgot. The monster left that for you.” He says to KoVal as he motions to a small box lying on the floor.



Ko Val turns and takes two steps towards the box. As he does the box begins to glow and a small whine emanates from it.



“Shit.” He says as he turns to the others. “Everybody down.” He yells as the box glows brighter and the whine grows louder. Then there is a bright flash and for Nigel blackness as Ko Val engulfs him and Paris. Inside the necromancer Nigel feels the earth move beneath him and hears the howling of a hurricane above him. Soon there is silence. A moment later he struggles to be free of the thing.



“Get off of me.” He yells. Struggling, Ko Val regains his human form, but now he is visibly worn.



“What was that.” Nigel asks, spitting out dust and trying not to cough.



“That was an energy vortex sealed in a proximity vessel. Apparently our friend left it to make sure that I wasn’t a threat.”



“What did it do.” Nigel asks.



“It took power from me. Power that I needed to stop this madness. If I don’t feed then I don’t have much chance of stopping this madman.”



“We don’t have the time. Paris…” Nigel turns towards Paris and sees a small trickle of blood dribble down the boy’s mouth. The blank expression on his face betrays he passing. “Fuck.” Is all that Nigel can say before reaching over and closing the boy’s eyes.



“We have to go now.” Ko Val says reaching for Nigel’s shoulder.



“What?” Nigel responds in a kind of shock.



“We have to go. I know what this mage is up to and where he needs to be to do it. If we hurry we may be able to stop him.”



“But your power. Your weakened. You won’t…”



“I’ll be fine, but if we don’t hurry he will get away.”



“Away. Where is he going.”



“Somewhere where no one can reach him. Not even god.”



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