I hold tightly onto Merry as we fall into a shadow. We appear in a dark throne room lit up by torches.
Merry holds tightly onto me as she says scared, “He’s here…”
We hear the all too familiar cackle as black smock starts to fill the room. The smoke concentrates onto the throne forming into Aamon sitting down.
“I can’t believe that worked,” he says slowly. “You all fell for that.”
I hold out my hand ready to defend us, “Don’t come any closer!”
He chuckles, “Don’t worry, I won’t.” He snaps his fingers, “He will.”
A dark figure appears behind Aamon revealing the Dark Knight.
“What are you doing?” I said slowly, shocked. “Why are you at his side!?”
The Black Knight takes out his battle ax and rushes at me. I dodge to the side as he swings down.
I freeze him in place, shouting, “You're the hero of Comid! You’re supposed to protect the chosen one!”
He turns into flames, melting the ice off of him. He swings again at us.