Fate watched the images and Exanderous could see a growing sense of confusion encompass her festures. She KNEW that she hadn't written that. True, Malachi had his share of fights in any given week, but not like this... The boy had gashes criss-crossing his arms, his wings drooped, and he looked to be slowly but surely tiring out. Almost anyone Malachi usually faced was a challenge, yes, but no one had managed this on him before. And this "Z"... there was something familiar about him... Without saying a word to Exanderous, she opened a viewing poral and took another look at the images and felt her eyes widen in shock and horror as she was sure she was looking at a ghost. Closing the portal, she turned her blindfolded gaze on the figure in the candle.
"Guardian, I don't know why this is happening, but I can assure you that it's nothing that I intended. I'm getting to the bottom of this now." With that, she turned and disappeared down the rows of bookshelves, and from the desk where the candle sat, Exanderous could see her unlock a positively enormous door and enter. Over her shoulder a large, heavy book, brown leather-bound with silver writing was visible chained to a pedestal.
Meanwhile, the figure in question was rather enjoying himself as he openely attacked any of the group who were daft enough to venture close to him. As expected, his army had descended on the little valley just outside the Illuminatine and the group of Malachi's invites were having one heck of a time with them. Malachi couldn't help but wince as one of the horrid soldiers snapped at his side, drawing a little blood. Without thinking he turned and effectively sliced the thing in half, his now clear path of vision locking his eyes with those of "Z". He felt a certain amount of rage at the sight of the man who had brought all this down upon them. With a glare of hatred he fought his way through to the source of his frustrations and lunged at him. With a grin, "Z" parried the lunge and countered it with ease. He grinned at the frutration in Malachi's eyes, thinking of the strength he could so easily draw from the boy. Malachi, however, was not amused and fought to the brink of his ability. From the corner of his eye, he could see that the others were being equally tested, the insects all-but overwhelming their small group.
Consti, that ship of yours would be really good about now... he mentally said to his long time friend and rival. In that time, that he allowed his attention to lapse, however, his enemy saw his distracted state and took his opportunity to end the fight. Malachi gasped in pain as he felt a burning sensation encompass his enter left shoulder. With a heavy breath he fell to his knees, clutching at the spear that "Z" had penetrated his shoulder with. When he looked up at his adversary he saw an unparalleled amount of satisfaction cross his opponent's features as he viciously twisted the weapon, drawing a cry of anguish from the boy. In despair he watched his surroundings begin to blur and felt his own blood pour through his fingers, staining them with a silver tinge. Though he knew that his enemy hadn't intended to kill him- the spear had hit too high for that- he was coming close. Malachi could feel himself loosing conciousness as the blood seeped from his shoulder, side, arms and wings. His six wings drooped pathetically, now so tired that they wouldn't have been able to carry him two feet. Even as he was slipping, however, Malachi got the feeling that his victorious opponent wanted him alive... in some way shape or form. As things began to black out all that he could see was the malicious grin on "Z's" face. Ex... he thought, almost as a final gasp for help. Aloud he managed to breath, "Consti, Ifrit..." before succumbing to the pain and falling to the ground. "Z" grinned and finally removed the spear, leaning over his limp form to pick the boy up.
_________________ "And these children that you spit upon
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultation
They're quite aware of what they're going through"
--- David Bowie
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