Forstchen, William R & Morrison, Greg Crystal Warriors 2 Crystal Sorcerers

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"Stay in the Chair," Allic commanded.
"Why?"
"Because it's Gorgon that we're facing now."
Kochanski sensed what was being said, but still couldn't quite form the implication clearly.
Allic drew closer. "If the shield goes down, destroy the chair to keep him from getting it."
He clapped Kochanski on the shoulder and turned away. But there was a look in Allic's eyes that
Kochanski had seen far too often: the look of a man who knew that chances were he only had a short
time left to live.
Kochanski sat down and turned his gaze heavenward. But there was no need to project outward to
search; the blackness was already sweeping down from above. The demon lord had crossed over space
itself, leaping from one world to the next, an action only a god or one of equal power could perform.
"Here he comes!" Allic cried. "Throw your power into the base's defensive shield. Alone, we'd be
picked off one by one." Allic was silent for a moment, then gave an anguished scream: "Storm, where are
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you? We're going to be cut off!"
The darkness filled the lavender sky, swirling and turning, and a shout of rage thundered across the
landscape.
Then darkness coiled inward, taking a manlike form, with twisting fire for eyes and teeth of molten lava.
Allic raised his hand to slam off a bolt that would have shattered the shielding of any mere mortal.
The bolt struck the figure in the chest. Kochanski watched as the form shrieked and seemed almost to
burst apart. It tumbled to the ground, trailing fire and smoke, and the ice about Gorgon turned instantly to
scalding steam.
Incredulous, the offworlders looked at Allic.
"Is that all there was to him?" Walker laughed, his voice cracking with nervousness. "I damn near pissed
my pants and then he falls apart after a single bolt. That's one shitty demon."
"It was too easy," Allic whispered cautiously. "He's playing with us."
Suddenly, from the boiling column of steam a cloud raced out to skim across the ground--which rippled
and exploded beneath its passage.
"Get ready!" Allic roared, crouching and forcing his shield to its maximum level.
The cloud slammed into them, and from within a darkness leapt into the air. Bolt after bolt slashed out of
its hand, overloading the defenders' shield, forcing it to glowing whiteness. Kochanski felt as if a weight
was pressing down on him, and stunned, he watched as his comrades struggled to keep their defenses
up. Steam filtered through the screen, prickling his skin, turning the battlefield into an opaque realm of
shadows, fire, and mist.
Allic raised his hand to fire another bolt. It struck the demon lord in the chest the same as the first.
Gorgon appeared to stagger for a moment, and then a taunting laugh boomed out. The look of pain
disappeared, to be replaced by the sardonic visage of someone who was merely playing.
"Allic, your power is like the spit of a child," the demon mocked, hovering above the party. "Go on, try it
again. I need some entertainment before I drag you away."
His face contorted with rage, Allic raised his hand and slammed out another shot, joined by Leti. The
combined blow struck Gorgon and seemed to simply glance aside.
Gorgon roared with malevolent delight. "Now receive something from me!"
A tornado of fire slashed out from his hand. Kochanski could feel the power draining away from them as
the group struggled to hold their collective strength together. For long seconds the contest of strength
swayed back and forth, but with the combined strength of Leti and Allic, the buckling shield gained
power, and then firmly held.
Gorgon broke off the attack and drew back.
"So you have enough slaves to hide behind this time," he said, his voice almost chiding. "Well, we shall
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even that."
Gorgon raised his hand again--but this time a shielding formed, encompassing the defensive one.
"No way to escape now," he laughed.
With the wave of his other hand, a portal snapped into shape. Within seconds, the first demon appeared,
followed by another and another. Forming a circle around the portal, they turned their own powers in and
the portal broadened, so that a continual stream of Gorgon's followers was soon rushing out.
Kochanski, knowing what was about to come, stood and stepped down from the chair. He saw his
comrades looking to each other, and in their eyes was a grim determination, but also nods of farewell.
Leti moved from Allic's side to stand by Ikawa, and their hands touched momentarily. The portal
broadened once again, and from out of the host of demons a dark shape appeared.
"Ah, Kultha," Gorgon roared, "that one you told me about--is he here?"
Kultha swept forward, coming up to the edge of the shielding, his gaze focused on Mark.
"My lord, you can have anyone else," Kultha cried, "but leave this one for me. I want him alive!"
Allic stepped out from the center of the group, and Kochanski followed, to stand beside his old
commander.
Mark's eyes were filled with terror, but he forced a wan smile and shook his head, as if to say that he
was still under control.
Gorgon again roared with delight as Allic looked up at him and slammed off several shots which were
simply absorbed by the demon's shielding.
"It's almost time to test our strengths again," he screamed.
"When the shielding goes, take out as many as you can," Allic shouted, "and remember what to do last."
Kochanski ran his tongue against the back molar and looked over at Mark. His old friend seemed
petrified by fear. Then Kochanski looked at Ikawa, who nodded with understanding. When it was lost,
one or the other of them would kill Mark if he could not do it himself. Turning, Kochanski stepped back
to the chair.
The outer shield flickered, and from Gorgon's hand, and from his assembled demons and warlords, an
all-encompassing sheet of flame slashed out.
The defensive shield flared up, sparkling to white heat. Kochanski could feel the pressure grow as he
added his own strength to the unequal contest, focusing his offensive crystal into the defense as well. But [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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