Moblins never change, Zoe managed to observe as she fought her way through the mob. Lont was standing at the other side of the chamber, using his sword to zap moblins from a distance and not moving from his position. Her heart thudded; he must be protecting Orden!
"Fools!" Agmaraa screamed. "You will never win, never! No human or Elf can destroy me!" She raised her hands above her head. Purple lightening danced among the stalactite. "Prepare to meet your doom!"
Zoe jumped forward, "Slight problem with your plans, Agmaraa! I'm not human or Elf! I am Zoe, the Changeling!"
"The Hyrueliana and the Champion of the Fire-Sword!" Holias shouted.
"Protector of knights!" Lont added.
"And you just made me very mad!"
Agmaraa snorted, "So you have a string of titles now, Captain? It changes nothing for you!" A glowing purple sphere formed between her hands.
“Holias!” Zeldra screamed from a balcony high above Agmaraa. The Prince ran to the nearest entrance on that wall, jumping over the moblins bolting away from Agmaraa.
Zoe saw Orden lurch to his feet. Lont half-gazed at him, keeping most of his attention focused on Agmaraa. "I thought you were dead!"
"Not yet," Orden wheezed as he stumbled toward Zoe. He tossed a bright orange gem into the air. "Zoe! The Fire-Stone!"
Zoe swung her sword and zapped it as Lont zapped Agmaraa. The Fire-Stone captured
Zoe's beam and focused it on the Sorceress. She screamed and withered under the barrage, but they continued their attack. Her purple sphere shot toward the ceiling an exploded with deafening thunder, followed by another horrific flash of brilliance. The stalactites pelted the floor. The energy danced up Agmaraa’s body leaving nothing behind. She vanished as if she had never been.
Orden caught the Fire-Stone before it hit the floor and he fell--prone--to the ground. "Orden!" Zoe cried as she sheathed her sword and grabbed hold of him. "Orden!"
"Is he dead?" Lont whispered. The mountain shook around them.
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