"Heh" a chuckle escaped his lips, he rolled his shoulder, stretg his body driven purely by rage and adrenaline.
The extra fuel in his tank was engaged.
Perfect He wao get rid of some stress, although he hoped this wouldn't put him in a worst spot than before.
He wiped his lips, his face tilted slightly, he rolled his neck, hand outstretched grabbing lightning from the air.
"May Revera grant me victory" He raised his spear, lightning fshing in the sky.
He let out a breath, the aking it visible.
The troll was an ugly bastard, his pale blue skin, and green hair made for an odd bination, the 'toga' it was wearing made very little attempt at c him fully, the sharp es poking out of his jaw, stained red with blood. Its bck beady eyes gred at Aegeon. As it towered over the trees.
He looked at his wrist, and then his forearm, lightning ing around his body.
He put his foot down firmly and twisted it, creating grip, before running and ung himself towards the Troll, lightning in hand with both hands holding the spear overhead, he brought it down with what little force he had left.
The troll matched him with its massive club, swinging like it was about to hit a home run, its mouth opened spraying saliva all eon, the spit evaporating upon toug Aegeon's lightning.
"Don't fet about me!" Isabels eyes narrowing at the troll, her hands were together csped as she ted in an a imperial nguage.
Ice gathered around her, drawing the cold from the trees and the ground, creating a gigantic ice spear. It radiated frost, freezing the very snow around it.
She waved her hands, thrusting her arms forward, the giant spear following, heading towards the trolls back freezing everything in its wake.
Boom! The sound of the csh from Aegeon and the troll resohroughout the forest, the spear of Aegeon barely drilling past the club, it embedding itself in one of the trolls' beady bck eyes.
He let the spear dissipate, his feet forward nding oroll, his arms raised up as he started to pummel the trolls fa, he could feel lightning leaking from his knuckles, Aegeon roared trying to tear apart the Trolls jaw.
The troll stumbled back reeling from the pain, it tried to smack Aegeon off filing its arms about, right when he was about to grab Aegeo impaled in the back from Isabels spear.
Blood dripped from the Troll staining the giant ice spear green.
Close! He surmised barely dodging the ice spear, he looked at Isabel his eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes giving her a scrutinizing look as a gre flickered in his eye, while his lips threatening to pull themselves into a frown.
"What?"
"You're fine" She rolled her eyes, before looking at the troll dissipating into lightning. Her head tilted slightly with both eyebrows raised, her mouth opening and closing, like a fish trying to get air.
"Does yod always do that?" She shivered slightly, something that should not happen to an ice mage.
He ignored her, where the hell are his rewards?
He could faintly hear the marg of knights in the distaheir armiving them away.
Wait
Aegeon had never received the rewards for killing Theodore.
Shit
His eyes widened, he turned and grabbed a hold of Isabel and started to sprint.
RUN! He yelled, letting go.
She sprinted right behind him.
Fuck
That fug golden haired prick was still hunting him.
Aegeon has been in bat this eime, his versation with Isabel distracted him from asking why he didn't receive anything for killing Theodore.
The adrenaline wore out, movi worse thaing ed by bck fmes. His hand engulfed itself in lightning, he stared at where his heart was supposed to be.
"Snap out of it" Her voice sounded like a Golden-ed Sparrow's cry. For him, at this moment it was the seost beautiful voice he had ever heard, it was like a tor a dark cave.
Thanks, he wao whisper, the words not leaving his throat.
Aegeon, wao ugh, his voice feeling like needles were pierg his throat, was the exhaustion driving him insane?
His eyes felt heavy, his chest stiffening, his body ag Push! Push! He repeated like a mantra, his legs feeling like they were dissolving as he ran.
A silver arrow whizzed by him clipping his ear. He tilted his head and ched his teeth. Endure!
His breath left his body, with arduous strain, evehing through his nose felt impossible, his chest tightening with each step, just one more. JUST ONE MORE!
He ran, struggling to even keep his eyes open.
"You got this" She grabbed onto him helping him run, the words of encement from her felt odd. Had the world turned upside down, he instinctively touched his throat.
She snapped her fingers. "Don't die on me priest."
"Focus"
He opened his half-asleep eyes, and turned his head, golden armored knights entered his vison, too blurry to tell much, they surrouhem, he grabbed onto Isabel and tossed her away with all his strength, he mouthed the words to run.
He slouched up against a tree stumbling and falling, a silver sword brought down near his shoulder, kissing his throat.
His breath leaving his body at an uempo.
"Hand over the princess"
"Sto- The words sounding muffled to his ear, as Isabel stepped Infront of him moving the sword with her fingers.
Much of the versation that followed felt like intelligible gibberish.
He used his st bit of strength to look at her, Isabels eyes were like frost inate, a frown prevalent on her faone of the pyfulness or teasing evident on her face.
His vision faded, as he lost sciousness.