July 4, 2016
The bath felt hot to the point where Jack expected blisters to start forming, but it left him feeling refreshed. The potions supplied by the dragons renewed not only his physical, but mystical strength as well. His muscles flexed as he forced his big body into a suit of plate reinforced chainmail. Jack had never been a big armor user, but figured if it was there, he use it, besides his clothes had been all but torn to shreds during his last battle with Darken.
His chief concerns, other than the loss of the whole planet to Darken, remained Tynilia. She hadn’t recovered from the loss of her true lover, her world’s incarnation of Jack. She went through the motions, but he wondered if she should be returning to the battle in such a state. Yet, when he saw the fires of rage burning there, he doubted he’d be able to convince her otherwise.
Something metal rattled on the stone floor behind him.
He looked back and saw a fierce forest green glow. Turning, Jack took in the towering form of Trashing Storm before his eyes settled back on the massive war hammer pulsing at his feet.
The hammer’s head provided most of the radiance and was a giant rectangle of stone roughly the size of a cinder block on his world. The steel handle had leather corded around it length, which stretched a good four feet.
The dragon looked down at him. “I hope this pleases you, Human. I searched for quite a while for you.”
Jack picked up the hammer. It felt heavy, but also lighter than it should. It could be able to allow him to move it far faster than its size would have normally allowed. “Hell, TS, this hammer would make Thor happy.”
“Indeed it might. It is of course enchanted and went by the name Obliterator at one time.”
“Works for me,” Jack said, while keeping his eyes on the weapon. “Thanks. If I can crack open Vile’s head with this, your whole world will owe you thanks as well.”
“That is the plan, isn’t it? Now see to it your mate is ready. We are going to have a brief meeting and then head on our way. The last of your kind will not be surviving much longer without our aid.”
Jack grew grim. “Let’s do this. It’s time to bring this war to a close and remove the dark cancer from your world.”
Thrashing Storm gaze met his and then the massive form of the dragon headed back into the main cavern. Setting his teeth in determination, Jack went to find Tynilia. One way or another the fate of her planet would be decided before sundown.
Come back next Monday to see if Jack and Tynilia can somehow survive the final battle.