The Rise of Synter . . Sly's log: "After the encounter with the spyd3R I have continued on to the cliffs, upon reaching the cliffs, I was fired upon by a sniper. The sniper was well concealed, but with my invisibility I was able to sneak up to the cave where the fire was coming from. I saw a blue glow coming from deep within, but upon venturing in the cave, a black figure blocked my path... this could get ugly.."
"I lunge with my staff, but he is quick to block. It looks like we will be pretty evenly matched."
"The key, I must have the key!"
- The key glows a soft warm blue
The key seems to call out to me....
Time seems to stop as the key speaks to my mind...
Ssssly... you must... take me away from here...
"The black figure attacks, and almost catches me off guard. I steel my mind and block out the voice of the key."
I reclaim the offensive, and one of his swords clatters to the ground, the flame on the end goes out. He seems unfazed by this.
I go to block his large over head swing, but instead dive for his sword.
He stumbles forward, the momentum from his swing carrying him forward a few steps.
He regains his balance, and comes at me with a large arcing swing.
I lunge forward with a low sweeping of my staff, and take his feet right out from under him. Maybe this won't be as hard as I thought...
Indeed it will be simpler than I thought. I flick away his other sword.
I behead him. The sword sears my hand, and I drop it. I don't need it, I came here for the key.
The key is mine, and it's warm glow seems to radiate energy as well as light. My job here is done, I need to get this back to my superiors. END LOG
The black figure's body lays motionless, slowly a creature with red glowing wings approaches from deeper within the cave.
Suddenly, the swords produce flames once more, one shoots an arc over the body of the black figure.
The flames consume the creature, and strew it's body parts around the cave. The black figure rises, supported by the arcing flames.
The flames reattach the creature's body parts to the black figure, a deformed hand, wings, and a tail.
The black figure's head is reattached, and his eye glows brightly causing all the shadows to disappear.
One sword has been elongated by the flames, and as it cools, a staff like weapon appears to the black figure's right. He rolls his head testing out the functionality, and horns grow to form a sort of crown.
The flames stop, and the black figure grabs the staff with his deformed left hand. Bending down, he grabs the sword off the ground, still smoking.. he attaches it to the end of his staff. It becomes a sickle, and glows with power.
The figure spreads his wings, and flames erupt from the ground.
"SYNTER" The black figure says "I live!"
"Thank you Sly... I am now free!" Mwhahaha!...
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