Magnus Dux

He spit some saliva on the floor before getting up, his fist clenching, his eyes leaking lightning, his upper lip rising putting his teeth on full display, his narrowed eyes widening with the fury of a thousand storms, his mouth opened the only thing let out was a growl.

"Heh" a chuckle escaped his lips, he rolled his shoulder, stretching his body driven purely by rage and adrenaline.

The extra fuel in his tank was engaged.

Perfect He wanted to get rid of some stress, although he hoped this wouldn't put him in a worst spot than before.

He wiped his lips, his face tilted slightly, he rolled his neck, hand outstretched grabbing lightning from the air.

"May Revera grant me victory" He raised his spear, lightning flashing in the sky.

He let out a breath, the cold making it visible.

The troll was an ugly bastard, his pale blue skin, and green hair made for an odd combination, the 'toga' it was wearing made very little attempt at covering him fully, the sharp canines poking out of his jaw, stained red with blood. Its black beady eyes glared at Aegeon. As it towered over the trees.

He looked at his wrist, and then his forearm, lightning wrapping around his body.

He put his foot down firmly and twisted it, creating grip, before running and launching himself towards the Troll, lightning in hand with both hands holding the spear overhead, he brought it down with what little force he had left.

The troll matched him with its massive club, swinging like it was about to hit a home run, its mouth opened spraying saliva all over Aegeon, the spit evaporating upon touching Aegeon's lightning.

"Don't forget about me!" Isabellas eyes narrowing at the troll, her hands were together clasped as she chanted in an ancient imperial language.

Ice gathered around her, drawing the cold from the trees and the ground, creating a gigantic ice spear. It radiated frost, freezing the very snow around it.

She waved her hands, thrusting her arms forward, the giant spear following, heading towards the trolls back freezing everything in its wake.

Boom! The sound of the clash from Aegeon and the troll resonated throughout the forest, the spear of Aegeon barely drilling past the club, it embedding itself in one of the trolls' beady black eyes.

He let the spear dissipate, his feet forward landing on the troll, his arms raised up as he started to pummel the trolls face in, he could feel lightning leaking from his knuckles, Aegeon roared trying to tear apart the Trolls jaw.

The troll stumbled back reeling from the pain, it tried to smack Aegeon off flailing its arms about, right when he was about to grab Aegeon, he got impaled in the back from Isabellas spear.

Blood dripped from the Troll staining the giant ice spear green.

Close! He surmised barely dodging the ice spear, he looked at Isabella his eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes giving her a scrutinizing look as a glare flickered in his eye, while his lips threatening to pull themselves into a frown.

"What?"

"You're fine" She rolled her eyes, before looking at the troll dissipating into lightning. Her head tilted slightly with both eyebrows raised, her mouth opening and closing, like a fish trying to get air.

"Does your god always do that?" She shivered slightly, something that should not happen to an ice mage.

He ignored her, where the hell are his rewards?

He could faintly hear the marching of knights in the distance, their armor giving them away.

Wait

Aegeon had never received the rewards for killing Theodore.

Shit

His eyes widened, he turned and grabbed a hold of Isabella and started to sprint.

RUN! He yelled, letting go.

She sprinted right behind him.

Fuck

That fucking golden haired prick was still hunting him.

Aegeon has been in combat this entire time, his conversation with Isabella distracted him from asking why he didn't receive anything for killing Theodore.

The adrenaline wore out, moving felt worse than getting consumed by black flames. His hand engulfed itself in lightning, he stared at where his heart was supposed to be.

"Snap out of it" Her voice sounded like a Golden-crowned Sparrow's cry. For him, at this moment it was the second most beautiful voice he had ever heard, it was like a torch in a dark cave.

Thanks, he wanted to whisper, the words not leaving his throat.

Aegeon, wanted to laugh, his voice feeling like needles were piercing his throat, was the exhaustion driving him insane?

His eyes felt heavy, his chest stiffening, his body aching Push! Push! He repeated like a mantra, his legs feeling like they were dissolving as he ran.

A silver arrow whizzed by him clipping his ear. He tilted his head and clenched his teeth. Endure!

His breath left his body, with arduous strain, even breathing through his nose felt impossible, his chest tightening with each step, just one more. JUST ONE MORE!

He ran, struggling to even keep his eyes open.

"You got this" She grabbed onto him helping him run, the words of encouragement from her felt odd. Had the world turned upside down, he instinctively touched his throat.

She snapped her fingers. "Don't die on me priest."

"Focus"

He opened his half-asleep eyes, and turned his head, golden armored knights entered his vison, too blurry to tell much, they surrounded them, he grabbed onto Isabella and tossed her away with all his strength, he mouthed the words to run.

He slouched up against a tree stumbling and falling, a silver sword brought down near his shoulder, kissing his throat.

His breath leaving his body at an uneven tempo.

"Hand over the princess"

"Sto- The words sounding muffled to his ear, as Isabella stepped Infront of him moving the sword with her fingers.

Much of the conversation that followed felt like intelligible gibberish.

He used his last bit of strength to look at her, Isabellas eyes were like frost incarnate, a frown prevalent on her face, none of the playfulness or teasing evident on her face.

His vision faded, as he lost consciousness.