THE WAR OF FATE
Part
Two: The Dark Citadel
Chapter
Five: Dark Tower Reborn
The agents huddled behind a ridge overlooking the canyon clearing. G64
looked through his binoculars at the gathering in the distance.
"They're all there," he said as he handed the binoculars over to GWB.
"You guys think we can take them?" GWB replied as he handed the
binoculars to Fudge. "I don't know," Fudge answered.
"There's a multitude of guards with them." He handed the
binoculars to Deathwing. G64 wiped the sweat from his brow. "I
say we take a chance. If Samrong gets that Dark Citadel, it could all be
over." The other agents nodded in unison. They hopped over the
ridge and cautiously made their way towards the Garai Tai.
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Bagan roared a challenge into the air. He looked around, hoping for a
response. None came. The entire area was deserted, devoid of life.
In anger, Bagan swung his tail and knocked over a mountain of rubble. The
ground shuddered as the avalanche cascaded down the mountain. A cloud of
dust flew into the air. A flock of birds soared overhead. Bagan was
bored. He needed a challenge. Slowly the giant lay on the ground and
drifted off to sleep.
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"The time has come, my brothers," Samrong said, with his arms up in
the air. "The world belongs to us!" His eyes flashed red
as the ground shook beneath him. The spire seemed to vibrate in the
ground. Suddenly, the earth shook and cracked like glass, forcing everyone
to run for cover. Samrong stood his ground as the spire broke the surface,
a rising relic of a long-dead civilization.
The spire was three meters long, black as obsidian. The roof of the tower
followed, pyramid-shaped and made of marble. A ten-meter section followed,
shaped like a cube with windows on each side. Ten more similar sections
rose from the ground afterward like a funeral procession. Long spikes on
each side that jutted out at a forty-five degree angle separated each section.
The last section to appear was by far the longest, measuring at fifteen meters
tall. It had no windows, but a large door adorned one side, complete with
the Bagan skull symbol in the center of the wooden entrance.
The ground stopped rumbling once the tower had finished reappearing. The
Garai Tai came out of their hiding places as Samrong put his arms down. A
slow, maniacal laugh left his mouth as his men slowly edged toward the tower.
"Now we wait for tonight's eclipse. That is when I will do what my
father could not! I will open the Abyss and free Levah from his prison,
and I will be praised as a god! The universe will tremble before me!"
As Samrong made this last statement, his voice changed to a deep growl that
surprised everyone who listened in, including himself.
"That's it! We end this now!" G64 said to the others as they
made their way to the Dark Citadel, still remaining out of sight. "So
that was his plan all along! He wants to free his god from the
Abyss!" GWB said with astonishment. He took out his Desert Eagles and
flipped them in his hands. "Let's give those demons a welcome they
won't soon forget!" he said slyly.
