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you alright? You're covered in blood," said Heather, the worry clear in her voice.

"Hurry lets get the Gryphon and get out of here," said Tybad in a hushed voice, "there is something terribly wrong about this."

"I really think you should stay for the show Tybad!" echoed the voice of Durock. He waved his hand in the air as if to tell Tybad to get out of the way and Tybad suddenly flew through the air and hit the wall.

"You coward, Release me at once!" yelled Tybad nailed to the wall by magic.

"How dare you hurt Heather," said Golioth pushing her protectively behind him.

"Tell me where to find the Trinity Shard and I will not kill her," said Durock.

"You will not lay a finger on her," replied Golioth.

"Very well, have it your way," Durock waved his hand again but this time Heather screamed in pain.

Golioth caught her before she fell to the ground. An arrow was sticking out of her back. He held her in his arms as her body went limp. Tears of rage and sadness welled in his eyes. He pulled the arrow from her back and gently laid her down. Slowly he stood.

"How touching, he is crying for his fallen lover. It's so very sad, she probably would have fetched a high price on the slave market. Now, Tybad, tell me where the Trinity shard is or I will kill the boy as well."

Tybad looked thoughtfully at Golioth and with tears in his eyes he said, "I will never tell you. I'm sorry Golioth so, so very sorry."

Tybads voice seemed distant as he looked into Heathers eyes. Anger rose within him, it filled his veins and mixed with his sorrow.

"Last chance," Durock raised his hand telling the bowmen to prepare to fire.

The anger and sorrow clouded his mind. All he could think about was revenge. Hatred crackled at his fingertips; rage leaked from his soul. He could feel nothing but pain as the air around him became heavy.

Durock waved his hand and a blanket of arrows rained down toward Golioth. The ground suddenly began to shiver in fear. The glyphs on the wall shined brighter and brighter as if to hold back this mighty power. The arrows plunged deep into Golioth flesh and all became deathly silent.

Suddenly the walls began to crack. A cold wind whipped through the cavern. Pitch black fire erupted from every hole the arrows had made. He turned to face Durock. Durock stepped back in horror as he looked into Golioths Lifeless eyes.

"You," Golioth hissed in a booming voice that was not his own, "Your life belongs to me!"

"N-no! I am immortal, you cannot kill me!"

The ghostly form of the grim reaper flashed around Golioth like a phantom, "Death says otherwise."
Golioth stabbed his hand into Durocks chest and began pulling out his life force. His face went white and his skin grew old. He fell to the ground looking like a lifeless skeleton. Golioth turned and walked back to Heather. He kneeled over her and pushed the life force into her body.

Heather began to breathe and color returned to her lips. Hundreds of guards stood like stone staring at their former master in disbelief. Golioth picked Heather up and carried her in his arms.

"Tybad, come on, unlock Simbas cage and let's leave."

Tybad did as he was told and they flew from the crumbled prison to the unknown world above.

When they were far off one of the guards walked up to Durocks seemingly lifeless corpse and suddenly yelled, "He is still breathing!"

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