Chapter 34: Soulblade
The door leads me to another set of stairs and I fly up them, feeling as if I'm possessed now myself. All of my focus is on reaching the top of the tower, reaching the Soulblade. My vision narrows to a tunnel before me, and when I burst from the next staircase and into the room above it, I don't even slow down as I register the pair of orcs that turn to face me.
Flames in their eyes. Burning smoke billowing from their tusked mouths. I hear myself cry out, a battle call, though it's as if that yell comes from a great distance. My sword moves at the end of my arm, an extension of myself, and while I know somewhere inside me, in a logical and assessing part of my mind everything that I do is practiced over and over again through many trials like this the bulk of me is here, now, in this instant and nowhere else.