Arker
Lord Rak sat silently in his throne room with his apprentice, Attiss Illaro, standing next to him. The rebellion forces were storming outside ready to barge in and destroy the two once and for all.
Rak looked over to Attiss and said in a cold voice "Attiss, my apprentice. I will not make it out alive. Avenge me if you survive. I've taught you everything I know. You're younger than me, stronger than me, and you will inherit the Rak Empire after you ultimately destroy those disgraceful rebels."
Attiss nodded and said "Yes, my lord. I will not fail you."
Just then, the rebel warriors crushed the door down and entered the throne room. They were followed by a group of monks.
The head monk who was standing in the middle said in a firm voice "By order of the god of light, Aothoris, we banish you into a secluded life where you will never dominate another kingdom ever again!"
The monks started their chant, and a green light blasted from their hands. Rak was immediately immobilized as his skin started to harden and decay.
Attiss stood in blind rage as he watched his master's fall. He couldn't stand it. Now, Lord Rak was completely stone, and the monks finished their chant.
Once again, the head monk spoke. "Now, to put an end to Rak's apprentice so that no one will follow in his footsteps..."
They started their chant, and the same green light blasted at Attiss. But like Rak said, Attiss was much stronger and younger than Rak would ever be. Attiss stopped the lights with a single hand, and the warriors raised their weapons.
"Seize him!" cried the head monk.
The warriors charged at Attiss, but Attiss created a hole of pure dark energy that sucked their life out of their very bodies. Attiss drew Rak's sword from his throne and in a single swipe ripped through the entire rebel army.
When all were dead, he walked to the stone statue of his master.
"I will avenge you, master. I will bring you back. Just you wait."
Attiss immediately strode off towards the ancient Rak archives and started studying life spells right away.
Rak looked over to Attiss and said in a cold voice "Attiss, my apprentice. I will not make it out alive. Avenge me if you survive. I've taught you everything I know. You're younger than me, stronger than me, and you will inherit the Rak Empire after you ultimately destroy those disgraceful rebels."
Attiss nodded and said "Yes, my lord. I will not fail you."
Just then, the rebel warriors crushed the door down and entered the throne room. They were followed by a group of monks.
The head monk who was standing in the middle said in a firm voice "By order of the god of light, Aothoris, we banish you into a secluded life where you will never dominate another kingdom ever again!"
The monks started their chant, and a green light blasted from their hands. Rak was immediately immobilized as his skin started to harden and decay.
Attiss stood in blind rage as he watched his master's fall. He couldn't stand it. Now, Lord Rak was completely stone, and the monks finished their chant.
Once again, the head monk spoke. "Now, to put an end to Rak's apprentice so that no one will follow in his footsteps..."
They started their chant, and the same green light blasted at Attiss. But like Rak said, Attiss was much stronger and younger than Rak would ever be. Attiss stopped the lights with a single hand, and the warriors raised their weapons.
"Seize him!" cried the head monk.
The warriors charged at Attiss, but Attiss created a hole of pure dark energy that sucked their life out of their very bodies. Attiss drew Rak's sword from his throne and in a single swipe ripped through the entire rebel army.
When all were dead, he walked to the stone statue of his master.
"I will avenge you, master. I will bring you back. Just you wait."
Attiss immediately strode off towards the ancient Rak archives and started studying life spells right away.