Nyx's proud smile froze and her eyes widened in fear when she saw Lazarus' epic fail. What was wrong with Laz? The famed Assassin had turned to fight another Imperial guard when his hunting knife had fallen from his hands. A stricken look crossed his handsome features before he crash landed unceremoniously onto the hulking orc. The next second, Lazarus was caught in a chokehold by the furious grey guard and slammed into the opposite wall.
Seeing her Chosen in trouble, Anya attacked Xaktol growling. Without breaking his stride, the battle experienced Captain of the Imperial guard swung his huge fists smashing the large wolf. Anya went down with a howl.
Nyx screamed in fear and rage. She was going to kill that orc!! How dare he throw her idol around like a rag doll. And Anya, poor, poor Anya!! He had hurt her. Laz, hold on, don't die on me. The female assassin attacked in fury.
Xaktol, distracted by Anya, did not have time to recover when he felt his body being pierced by several weapons simultaneously. He stood dumbly for a moment, looking surprised before falling heavily onto the ground. Two long twin knives, a spear and a wicked long sword stuck out from various parts of his brightening body. Nyx, Jinx and Valentine stood breathing heavily waiting for the orc's death. He did not disappoint them. Within seconds, Xaktol exploded magnificently whilst cursing profanities at the humans.
The injured white wolf crawled laboriously to her Chosen who was attempting to get himself off the floor but to no avail. His arms and body simply would not cooperate. He had nothing to show for his arduous efforts. Not only could he not control his body, the terrible lethargy was soon accompanied by the all too familiar suffocating constrictions in his chest. In a few moments, Lazarus was fighting for breath. Each time he inhaled felt like a thousand needles pricking his insides. Suddenly, he turned over grimacing to cough up dark blood. The constant numbing cold which had also suddenly intensified was not helping matters. His hands clutched feebly at his shirt, pressing onto his chest.
"Ughh!!"
Anya finally reached Lazarus.
"Anya ..." the fallen Gatekeeper thought to his wolf.
"Chosen. I am here."
Lazarus, Health 23 per cent, Energy 5 per cent
The foul stench of the nauk dzi vras and impending death assaulted the wolf's sensitive nostrils. She snorted trying to cleanse her nose but the deadly magical miasma emanating from her Chosen would not fade. Carefully, strong jaws clamped down onto heavy cloth and leather as the familiar took hold of her incapacitated human. Painfully, she dragged the half-conscious Assassin slowly past fighting orcs across the floor to Constantine and Isis. The Priestess could save her Chosen. Right now, Isis was Anya's only hope.
"Uhh, Anya, be careful ..." Lazarus thought weakly to his wolf. "I don't want to be accidentally stepped on by any orc."
"I know, Chosen. Don't worry. I won't let you get squished."
Anya called Isis desperately when she neared the Priestess. "Vree and Kruk's Chosen! Help!!"
Isis immediately refocused her energies. She stopped her Offensive and scanned the Assassin, making her diagnosis in seconds. Keeping Constantine stable, she quickly infused Lazarus with some Energy. Next, she cast a powerful Healing spell on both the Gatekeeper and his Familiar. Warm white light enveloped the duo healing their injuries instantly.
Lazarus, Health 40 (max 40 per cent), Energy 100 Per cent
Anya, Health 100 per cent
"Ahhhhhh," Lazarus sighed in relief as the terrible pain and lethargy faded. Anya's stance also immediately improved as she righted her posture.
The Priestess could only do so much. Her own Health and Energies were depleting too. It took a lot to manipulate and control the basic avatar's life force; Health and Energy. It was worse when she healed Lazarus, his unique condition required extra from her. From her position, she had been constantly healing the others since she arrived in the orc realm. Her healing touch had reached the other Heroes from time to time, bright light flashing from her form to envelop the other human players briefly during their battles.
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Orc Wars 2 : Lazarus
Fantasy~WARNING~ This book contains SPOILERS, please read 'Orc Wars : Uprising' first. Don't say I didn't warn you. The legendary assassin, Lazarus was dying, slowly, inevitably. There was nothing he could do except survive for as long as he possibly could...