A Father's Despair
The shadow escaped as the fallen lord materialized between the bronze pillars. However, at that moment, bloody tendrils shot towards him like a spiderweb, trying to capture him.
" Hmph! You think you alone can defeat me?"
Waving his bone sword, the bloody tendrils puffed into smoke. The remaining blood became corrupted instantly as the rotting stretched back to the source of the blood.
However, before it could affect the caster, the blood fell on the ground, cutting off the connection.
Suddenly, the fallen lord's eye narrowed as he saw the shadow underneath his rippling as several spikes shot from his own shadows.
Stomping his feet, he crushed them, suppressing the power which was controlling his shadow. However, in that fraction of the moment, a sword ray reached his neck, covered with sparkling silver starlight.
Hand covered in dark scales, the fallen lord caught it, trying to minimize the attack.
*PSSSS!*