Drahcir looked around the room. It had pretty much the standard features of a jail cell. Light came through a slit in the wall.
"So you're awake," said the man looking at him. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Korton, Warlord of Fire. And you are nothing more than a miserable little rat compared to Lord Julian You will be painfully executed in a month, along with your friend."
Although Drahcir didn't know what the heck a rat was, he assumed it was an insult. He noticed that Julian's forces had apparently managed to forget about his equipment. "No I won't. Not with incompetent guards like you!" he said, leaping up, drawing his beamsword, and slashing at Korton.
Korton easily dodged the attack. "Oh, I'm competent enough, I assure you. You have no chance to best me.
"Oh, I think I do," said Drahcir, turning off his beamsword and firing a beam of particles from the other end. It hit Korton in the face, knocking him back. "I do."
Korton responded by throwing a flurry of fireballs at Drahcir. Drahcir placed his beamsword in their path. As each one hit the beamsword, it suddenly rebounded towards Korton, who absorbed them back into his ring. He then drew a flaming scimitar and charged.
"So you're awake," said the man looking at him. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Korton, Warlord of Fire. And you are nothing more than a miserable little rat compared to Lord Julian You will be painfully executed in a month, along with your friend."
Although Drahcir didn't know what the heck a rat was, he assumed it was an insult. He noticed that Julian's forces had apparently managed to forget about his equipment. "No I won't. Not with incompetent guards like you!" he said, leaping up, drawing his beamsword, and slashing at Korton.
Korton easily dodged the attack. "Oh, I'm competent enough, I assure you. You have no chance to best me.
"Oh, I think I do," said Drahcir, turning off his beamsword and firing a beam of particles from the other end. It hit Korton in the face, knocking him back. "I do."
Korton responded by throwing a flurry of fireballs at Drahcir. Drahcir placed his beamsword in their path. As each one hit the beamsword, it suddenly rebounded towards Korton, who absorbed them back into his ring. He then drew a flaming scimitar and charged.