Role

Chapter 6

He felt that the sun became on the moment darker.
"What are you looking for here, thief," an old woman,
appeared from nowhere, hissed. - Oh, so simple, he answered.
- So just come to me. Terath felt a strange urge to approach,
even though the old woman was disgusting and
smelled of decomposition. Maybe it's magic,
Terath raised his sword, preparing for battle,
the old woman touched him, the sword fell
out of his hands, he became weak.
- Listen, you are the baby that was given to the magicians,
the old woman hissed. You weren't killed,
these magicians always want something more.
If so, then one thing will still kill you. Which one is it?
Terath whispered helplessly. Your soul is needed by these,
the old woman coughed hoarsely, the Scions.
They are there looking for how to lower the world into darkness,
and in particular, and, among other ingredients,
they need to find a person with the gift of repelling magic.
When they kill him on their Altar, they will be very close to their goal.
You're crazy, Terath shouted, finally finding his voice.
Why are you telling me all this? What's your name?
- Ki.., kh, Kitevrr.., the blood spilled from her mouth.
He saw her became turning into a scavenger.
"They told me you were killed," Terath shouted.
"I can't be killed", hahaha. The old woman finally turned
into a half-scavenger, from above she was a bird,
below was the body of an old woman.
The half-bird prepared to attack, opened its jaws
and aimed them at the head, Terath raised his hands
in defense, and ... the dark air closed around Terath ' head,
not touching him at all.
- I'm so weak, I've understand the Veil,
we only need one thing to finish, she whispered.
She fluttered her wings and they carried this old half-man up.
Terath finally found the strength to take the fight
and he slashed at her hand. The sword passed through the void.
"You can't kill me," he heard the scream subside
as the old woman flew away. - Never!