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"The Doomed Knight, Part 4" by Lim Li Hao

SF&F Picture 7 out of 11 by Lim Li Hao

Well well, its going to end in Part 5 but that's not the ending of the Heroes of the Hidden Realm. Afterall, this is the beginning part of the end of the entire story.

The Doomed Knight, Part 4

The Heroes of the Hidden Realm

"Lord Belmore Organ," Karlimax Eldamo addressed the lord with a pleasant greeting and started asking, "the enemy have mustered its forces and our army is ready to get at them before dusk. Our war ally, Aearn Vzark is ready to make their attacks but they did not say when. Shall we advance without their aid? I suppose if we can make a hasty attack, we can make a full withdrawal from a long battle easily."

"We must advance, but first, we must get all the knights and lords ready. Call them to gather at the war chamber and you'll follow after. Remember, dusk is the time to attack," Belmore stared at the skies moaning the words.

The entire Fury Strikeforce, 'the elite of the elite', what Jace d' Alvarado used to boast about was now under the new commander, Belmore Organ. However important the meeting, Nasila Xilan and her band of warriors were absent from the gathering. News of Jace d' Alvarado disappearance from his chambers reached the gathering, Belmore smiled coldly when he heard it.

Dusk fell and both forces began to tense up. It had been one month after the first ordeal and war was raging in the Land of Xyrulgile once more. The leaders of both sides, Willn Cavori the incomprehensible and Belmore Organ the man who knows all were going to fight the most rough battles.

The branches were swaying and the wind was whistling. The sun was exactly at the horizone. The worst time to fight an enemy in the east. Belmore knew it more than anyone else about that and await for the sun to be slightly darkened enough for eyes to see. Both sides faced one another at the Berigan Plains. Only the assistant war leaders are around. Delt Barei started to lose his grip on his sword.

Being a baac gave him a strong body but a body unfit for Knighthood. He climbed down his tall steed and sheathed his sword. He did not need it and equipped himself with his infamous morning star. The battle drum sounded and Delt called the army to hold their position and raise the 'Shadow' flag. Haszarx shouted a battle cry and carried his two battle axes and charged towards Delt Barei.

Delt Barei lifted his left hand and swing it down, signalling them to fire the hidden ballistas. All five ballistas fired at the rushing enemy. Those at the front tried to halt but where trampled over by the frenzy swarm. Karlimax Eldamo leaped and dodged the ballistic missiles. Haszarx was not as fortunate, he dodged the first but the second jolt him and he was trampled by the rampaging swarm.

Even though the ballistic missiles caused hundreds of death in the enemy forces it was insufficient to stop the battle frenzy. Haszarx was badly bruised by the attempt but he climbed up as usual. Calling out to his men, he charged towards his most hated enemy, Lagrimore. The orc could be good in numbers, but the trolls were more skilful. Lagrimore hacked several orcs before the huge Haszarx cleaved two trolls and started to swing his chopper at him. Lagrimore leaped and parried, knowing pretty well that he needed one to two blows from Haszarx to kill him instantly.

He knew that Haszarx can take roughly fifteen blow before he wears off, so he decided not to risk his life here in attempt to kill the overgrown Orc Chieftain. He bellowed out to his army to make an escape to the woods. Haszarx grinned and shouted orcish orders to take chase without knowing that a deadly ambush lies in the forest.

Meanwhile Delt Barei and his circle of baacs were bashing orcs and killing them until a fast figure emerged. It was no other than the Starstrider, Karlimax Eldamo. The Olizim Baacs and the Relirk Baacs, the two different baac race were known to be enemies longer than the history of Eor. While the Olizim was swift and strong, Relirk can fly and endure many attacks.

Karlimax lunged at Delt and Delt Barei could only parry and dodged the attacks, unable to retaliate. However, Delt's circle of baacs surrounded Karlimax and started to target their blows at the deadly body parts. His neck, eyes and chest were the frequent targets of their relentless attacks. This gave Delt more time to thrust at him.

The advancing baacs from the Doecarian empire was halted by Willn Cavori and his regiment. Belmore Organ seized the chance and surrounded the small force with his overwhelming baacs. Knowing pretty well that even a winged Delt Barei could not escape, he challenged Willn Cavori to a personnal battle.

Lordeon, Turgic Swalves and his group of magicians were surrounded by another group of baacs led by Razor. Quarry Acad and his twenty odd golems slowly paced towards Willn's castle. Being surrounded gave them no chance to aid Willn Cavori. Turgic Swalves used his magic and attacked the baacs while Lordeon lunged at Razor with his sword, believing totally in his sword.

"I accept your duel," Willn spoke. Swinging the sword to his left he removed his excessive equipment which consisted of a side dagger, his cloak, his helmet and his armour. He pulled his hair and placed it behind his shoulder.

"Still not tieing up your hair? Removing unimportant equipment against me and lowering your defenses. You want to play a swift battle?" Belmore grinned and removed his cape. The baac wore no armour as expected. He was unlike the majority of battle baacs. He was the one of the more noble race of baacs called 'Kozan Imendito'. Being a Kozan Imendito gave him a natural armour like a dragon's. While Willn Cavori used the legendary Broadsword, 'Stormblade', Belmore wielded a more ancient scimitar namely, 'Huliko Sondra' in baac tongue or 'Double Image'.

Willn Cavori stared at 'Huliko Sondra' which injured him the last time they fought. The blade was fiendish and emitted an aura of magic. Willn Cavori stared at Belmore who held the sword in one hand. Although Willn was the strongest human in terms of physical strength, speed played an important roles in achieving victories. He did not see how suddenly when he blocked one blow from Belmore Organ and another blow instantly hit him on his left shoulder the last time.

Willn twisted his wrist and swinged the broadsword at Belmore elbowed him. Belmore fell back slightly and jumped back from him. He was not as fast as Willn thought but misjudgement could cause his life. Willn forwarded his left feet and pulled the sword back, ready for a thrusting stance. This time he saw Belmore Organ holding the sword with two hands again.

Willn leaped forward thrusting his sword, Belmore took a sidestep to his right but Willn suddenly swing his sword by twist his body clockwise. He saw Belmore parrying with his right hand then Willn saw the left hand was carrying the same sword and Belmore thrusted it into Willn's right shoulder jolting him back.

He stared at the movements made by Belmore and Belmore Organ was still carrying one sword! He was baffled. He could not believe his very own eyes and neither could he believe that anyone can be faster than his eyes. He had even seen the fastest sword master Sharpsabre Wield and respected the baac, but this baac was even faster.

"How come his reactions are rather slow but he can be so swift in changing the sword from one hand to another?" Willn asked himself. This time Willn decided to be even more cautious and advanced with his new self-made stance, 'Meteoric Flying Dance'. He jumped and twisted his body in the air with his right hand and right leg far apart slashing at Belmore. Belmore parried the first blow with his sword.

Belmore misjudged Willn's moves as Willn's left foot was thrusted at Belmore's face. Belmore fell a few steps back and Willn had already changed hands holding the sword on his back and slashed at Belmore Organ. Willn saw another sword appearing on Belmore's hand and Belmore parried the blow which could take his life with two identical swords!

Belmore frowned slightly after revealing his little trick. However, Willn felt the identical swords were actually one. "Your scimitar amused me and caught me twice with the same trick," Willn claimed, "well looks like that is all you have and let me tell you this: a man with two swords does not mean that he was twice the chance to achieve victory."

"Don't look down on me or my sword, Willn, there's more to it. While your sword is a legend on the surface of Eor, my sword is another legend below the surface, in hell. You seemed to know that it is afterall one scimitar and your perception exceeds those of human qualities. You're the thorn of Maelstrom's flesh because you are the only human who can kill him now."

"You flatter me, Belmore. I have once been a victim of your magic and your soulstone. That has etched a bad memory. I'll really enjoy torturing you than killing you, but it can not be easy to even harm you badly enough. I have to either kill you or let myself die. Like your scimitar, a legend bounds to have its own abilities. You and I are both legendary figures and we both hold legendary weapons but who shall live determines on his strengths."

"Be careful," Belmore told him as he leaped left and right and attacked Willn with two swords. Instead of usual parrying and blocking skills, Willn used his new technique of swordfighting, the 'tani-omakarn', a slashing attack used for parrying.

However the blow missed. Belmore Organ splitted into two with the two identical swords with each person and sliced Willn's chest. Willn flew backwards and got onto his feet again. "So this is your strategy. Using to sword the create two of yourself? Intriguing, I'll enjoy killing you twice over to avenge my hatred," Willn grinned.

Belmore Organ repeated Willn's words, "Two of myself? Ha! Don't you understand that I'm one of my kind." The replica said, "You should say two. Anyway, Kazan Imendito came out before the sword was made and it was created with the blood of Kazan Imdenito. We're both totally different, his thoughts does not match mine." Belmore argued, "No you're part of me. Anyway, I shall show you the strength of the Kazan Imendito Baac and the Huliko Sondra." The replica then said, "We're both real and same to the swords. Beware!"

"I know of a way to defeat two of you. Even though two of you are much more difficult to handle. A stupid person will try to invoke the two of you to fight each other. While you two stand on totally different grounds and thoughts, and different reasoning. Each helps to cover another's weakness. However you reminded me that my sword was drafted later and also, it contains magical properties," Willn smiled and tapped his fingers on the sword.

The two Belmore dashed and swinged the sword at the same momentum but in totally different angle and different direction but all targeted at Willn. Willn dodged and leaped over the two and dashed towards the tree. Using the tani-omakarn method, he parried both blows but was pushed back by the two Belmore Organ using their each two hands to push him. Willn placed his other hand and pushed back putting the three of them into a fix.

Willn smiled and backed away while the two stabilised and charged another blow at him. Instead of parrying, blocking and dodging, he drove the sword into the puddle of water and yelled out, "Kowast!" the ancient tongue for 'blizzard'. The puddle of water frosted instantly and darted towards two piercing their bodies. However they parried most of the flying ice and were hit only on their limbs.

Willn did not paused while they were parrying. Instead he moved on to another new ground sliced the land yelling out the ancient tongue for sandstorm, "Halost!" The effect was immediately, a huge sandstorm blew and blinded the two while Willn made used of the chance to cast 'Harliko's move' and teleported behind the first Belmore and sliced his back and teleported to the second to do the same thing.

Blinded and injured was not enough to make the two Belmore Organ fall so Willn continued as the two struggled to stabilised themselves. He lifted his sword now instead and yelled, "Gerist!", which meant 'thunderstorm'. Immediately the loud bang of the thunder sealed another of their senses, the sense of hearing.

Willn continued to finish the 'Storm Ceremony'. Without any hesitation, he ran the blade with the scabbard of the sword. The two could still sense him with their sense of smell. Not taking any chances for them to retaliate, Willn shouted the ancient tongue for firestorm, "Iskust!" and simultaneously he swinged the sword at the coming baacs who are still beyond reach. The flame burst in the air scorching the two.

Willn held the sword parallel to the ground and made a 360 degrees slash and shouted 'Jadest!' and a huge galestorm lifted them even further away from him to allow him to complete the most complicated and powerful secret of the legendary Stormblade. He held the sword with two hands and does the 'Triple Star Stab' with his feet rooted to the ground.

However the ceremony is still incomplete. Rooted, he continued and danced with the stances, 'Piercing Star Slash', 'Darting Star Jolt', 'Raging Star Burst', 'Rising Star Thrust', 'Flaming Star Twist', 'Flying Star Dive' and 'Tossing Star Catch'. The last two are particularly difficult and the difficultly on of the stances increased with each new stance. Although he did the last two without remaining on the same place he stood but he had to return to his original position while in mid-air after the jump!

Meanwhile, two hours passed since Quin left the castle to assist Lagrimore. Cavennah Bowell stood like an idiot outside the outskirts of the castle. He wanted to help but Kazan refused to let him go. His reasons were straight and simple, "the castle is more important."

At first, Cavennah Bowell thought the flying dust was created by a southern wind. However the wind was blowing his hair in the opposite direction. He shouted orders to his spearmen to get ready for battle. He stared at the enemy. He was human and moreover, they walked with 3000 war steeds and had roughly 8000 infantry. They wore the emblem of the Mersimdorn Empire.

The obvious leader climbed up his steed and rode slightly forward and shouted, "Looks like we came at the right time. If Willn Cavori is around, tell him I'll battle him myself. If he is caught in a bad battle then I'm sorry, my orders are to take this castle down. I am Aearn Vzark, Knight Master and Garrison Leader of Mersimdorn. Those who do not wish to die can place down your swords and surrender."

"We shall not surrender to the despicable knights from Mersimdorn Empire. Even if we are to fight to our very last man, we shall spill your Mersimdian blood upon the lands of Xyrulgile! Lord Xyrulgile has a pact with your King and your King has now broken the pact by stepping into the lands of Xyrulgile. Begone before we consider hostility," Kazan Oris cast a spell to carry his voice to them.

"I take orders only from my King. I am not tolerant of your impudence! You have not yet declared your status and name to us in the battle. However, a knight in a battlefield has the right to make his options as long as he is in charge. I shall only battle your people only when he has returned," Aearn Vzark shouted.

"Then camp outside our lands invader! I am Kazan Oris, Mage Apprentice and Assistant Advisor. I have not declared my name earlier before I felt it a disgrace to name myself in the presence of barbarians. But it seemed to me you're honorable enough to know my name," He sent his voice again.

"I cannot leave this land. I have my orders! I shall camp and wait. Failing to let me stay here will result in senseless bloodshed. You have the choice of averting it by allowing me to stay. I do not wish to see the likes of the your people being slaughtered mercilessly because of a small incident. You have my words and mark my words upon my honor. I shall not take any hostile action towards your kingdom during the absence of Willn Cavori."

"Agreed!" Kazan replied.

The Doomed Knight, Part 4
The Heroes of the Hidden Realm
Volkarian Era,
Copyright© 1997-1999 Lim Li Hao, Matthew.
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11 Sep 1999	Tricia	Loading... COOL ..is what i have to say.......i like more blood though...i mean gushing evil and twisted

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