The Magician’s War (Chapter 10)
Anika made a shield over them all against the rain.
It was coming down hard enough to cause pain.
It looked like it rained here 9 days out of 10.
All looked beaten down for the shape it was in.
They moved along. Progress was slow.
Up ahead, there was 3 flashes in a row.
They thought maybe it was lightening.
As they approached, it kept brightening.
It was a monster sending out electric flashes.
All that they hit, incinerated into ashes.
It saw them and sent a bolt their way.
The shield held, but started to sway.
They ran as fast as they could.
It would catch them. They knew it would.
They had to find a dry place to hide.
If they didn’t, they would get fried.
Anika thought about ‘creating magic in need.’
She could create a place with lightening as a feed.
She pointed her wand high up on a rock cliff.
She said “Cavity Erectus”, just as lightening split.
Lightening flew out of her wand and hit the rock.
A cave was made right on that spot.
They all jumped up and went in.
It was dry and even warm within.
They knew if they stayed in the water
the beast would send electric through it, like an otter.
They tried to figure out what to do.
They didn’t want to act like a fool.
They knew they had to short circuit it.
Make it howl and have a fit.
It drew its power from the continuous storms.
With every new storm, it was reborn.
‘Dry it out and suck it dry’, thought one of the panthers.
Anika said “Good thinking Ra, that might be the answer.”
We will coax him in here. Seal him in.
Make it become real hot within.
That should cool his jets for awhile.
“I have a plan”, she said with a smile.
In the end, they did exactly that.
Coaxed him in, then snuck out the back.
Sealed both entrances and heated up the room.
The storm beast became quiet real soon.
They left him there and went on their way.
What else was in store for them today?
They were being beat down and nearly drowned.
The drumming on the shield made their heads pound.
They couldn’t take too much more of this.
Then, they saw the portal that they almost missed.
Anything would be better as they walked through.
They changed their minds once they were through.
The 7th Level O Hell, the worst of them all.
What was there, might make them fall.
But, that is a story for a little later.
Once I have time to be the relater.
———————————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)