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Hild was paying attention to the battle. He saw Zorin getting hit and crushing in a structure, when he stood up Hild healed him.

It's getting fun, why don't you lend my power? Albertus felt the cursed blood waking up again, "Not this time", he said on his mind. Albertus saw the way the dark blast came and flew that way, shooting 3 fireballs in that direction. He was getting pissed off, it wasn't fun anymore.

Hild looked at Neceron, when he got hit and felt at the ground he thought, He is helping us, and healed Neceron.

"Thanks Neceron, by the way, I'm Albertus, call me Al." He screamed back. He caught the sword in mid-air. When he found the undead sorcerer he enveloped the sword in shadows and struck him in the chest. "Show me what you got" Albertus challenged him." C'mon, just a little bit, it will make you feel good. I can give you the power you need the blood was whispering in his head, but Albertus was concentrated and ignored it.

The sorcerer just laughed again and fell to ashes like before. Zorin had actually gotten back up and killed what he thought was another sorcerer before that one disappeared also. Suddenly the laugh seemed to be coming from a thousand different directions. Suddenly hundreds of different clones seemed to appear from nowhere. But which one was the right one? If any? What if the sorcerer was really nowhere near. What if he really wasn't real at all?

Tyrin did a battlecry like yell as he ran forward, claws outstreatched and struck the gem. It cracked and darkness leaked out of it before it literally exploaded into nothingness.

Suddenly something started to happen. Many of the clones started to disappear, leaving only a few left. The power of the crystal had been helping power him also. Yet they still attacked each clone sending its own beam down towards them.

Neceron heard what the elf has said and he nodded with another blinding flash of light the Undead decipated " be quick i dont know how long i can keep this up" he told Al staying in the air

"Under the ground?" That surprised Albert. "I'll get him", he said. He landed on the floor, and controling his cursed blood he became a full shadow. He entered the wretched floor, his dark energy flowing throw the vines that were like veins of the dark forest. He felt the undead sorcerer's presence nearby and found him into a tunnel. He grabbed the undead sorcerer, blew up the ground above him with a fireball and jumped out, throwing the undead into a huge red stone, crashing it.

Hild looked at the sorcerers's shadows, there was no shadow! They were all false! He listened to Zorin's warning and began searching for a way down, when suddenly the samurai came up crashing the ground and threw another undead sorcerer at a big red rock, but this one was different, this one had a shadow! He screamed: It's that one!

The sorcerer showed no fear. His skeletal face with rotten flesh was even lucky to show any emotion. Suddenly the laugh echoed again. This time the sorcerer threw his staff into the air, formed a shape with his hands, palms pointing outward and shot a beam of darkness, a lot more powerful than any of the ones the clones did. And aimed it right at Hild. Why Hild? That was obvious, because he seemed like the easiest one to hit.
Yet suddenly the Kitsune seemed to appear out of nowhere. His paws outstreatched as a wall of silver fire formed from them taking the blast. Het the blast kept coming, slowly pushing him back further and further. He couldn't hold this for long. Him and Hild would be destroyed if someone didn't act fast. "QUICK KILL HIM!" He yelled.

Tyrin was amazed. The bard had the choice to leave the danger while he kept it away, but he didn't. Ne stayed right behind him to help transfer energy. To be honest if he didn't help he wasn't sure he could of kept the blast at bay.
After the explosion, the blast stopped, Tyrin dropped to one knee. The blast had taken a lot out of him, but thanks to Hild it wasn't too bad. He looked over at the bard with a smile, and newfound respect.
Zorin roared in victory. But looked to the tower. Now they just had to take it down, and by the looks of everyone else it was up to him. Gathering his energy he focused it into one condenced blast and sent the fire and lava down at the towers base. The tower was now incredibly weak and had no resistance, so as the blast hit the tower crumbled beneath it, then dissipated.

After the explosion Hild saw the dark beam fading out and disappearing. He smiled to Tyrin and said: "After that all I want is a good mead, a nice girl to take care of me and some time to write all that happened in my book". "Someone has to tell the story of the brave kitsune hero who destroyed the dark tower and risked his own life to safe that humble bard" he said winking to Tyrin. He saw the tower finnaly crumbling down with Zorin's attack. "You have to tell me latter what happened inside there so i can write it down", he mumbled before sitting on the ground, closing his eyes and sleep, tired because of the energy transfer.

Albertus was tired, bur relieved. But this relief in his mind was soon washed out by another thought. If just one of them were sent to destroy the tower it would be certainly dead. He stood up and walked dragging himself near Neceron: "You are not useless. "You gave us a great help. Even if you can't leave this place you can fight Asurath as you did now. You're a great warrior." he said. "Neceron, do you know someone named Volteck? You both fight the same way, and have the same energy flowing around." he asked Neceron. In his head he thought about his own weakness. He needed to be able to fight without support from his dark powers, and his human form was weak. How could he protect Irisis and his friends if his true form wasn't in his full control? He needed to talk with his master and ask him his secret to be so strong, even as a human. He would expose his thoughts to Eva as soon as they go back to the castle. He sat beside Neceron and layd on the ground, recovering his energies.