8.
Lance went running towards
the shaft. He almost tripped and regained his balance. He felt the first wall
crawling creature grabbed his left shoulder and his right hand went to pry the
hold there. It was cold and clammy to the touch even with his gloves on. Even
before he could call on for his guns, the inkling on his right forearm went
into action. The protection spell of Noir Spike went into action. It was not a
killing spell but of the maiming one. It went out like dark spikes to punch at
the cold hand. The spikes were like long nails that pierced the flesh there.
The creature shrieked out in pain and withdrew. It was then Lance fell and felt
another creature on his back. He tried to roll over but the inkling went to
protect its master. The spikes struck at the back of the neck. The second
creature had climbed off in pain but by then Lance had rolled over. He reached
for his gun with his left hand. He did not have to aim for the creature was in
front. He shot three times at the second creature but it was a not scaling one
but a frame that resembled a man.
To be exact it was a
huge man with a scar at the left lips but the wings made him different.
The huge man with the
wings staggered back when the bullets hit the chest. The inkling that was the
Noir Spike then went for the huge man. It appeared again as a series of spikes
that pierced the winged man on the chest. The winged man shrieked out in pain
while the other two had crawled back into the tunnel. Lance got up and looked
at the writhing huge man on the ground. The blood was spurting out form the
wounds but the man was still alive. Lance aimed the gun at the head and blew
the top part off. With that the wings stopped fluttering and the body went
motionless.
The shots have
attracted the others and Lance turned to look up the shaft. There were shouts
up there and he saw lights. He knew that the way up was not the best and then
he made his way back into the tunnel. He went past the dead man and slowly felt
the walls. He was looking out for the other two and the fact that they went in
mean there might be another way out. He stepped carefully and then decided that
he needed help. He unbuttoned his shirt and called on the Spirit of the Sun.
The inkling was on the left ribs pushed out and appeared like a series of floating
lighted orbs. The orbs lit up the place and then it went forward like a guiding
light.
“We know…” One of the
wandering souls muttered. And then the one which was a soul of the clergy
stepped forth.
“Follow me.”
Lance did as told then
and found his way was deeper into the mine. He reached the paths where the
tracks do not reach. He had a look at the walls and noticed that they were not
old. It could have been dug like some weeks back. He then came upon the huge cavern.
The cavern was not dug out but appeared natural. It was a huge dome with
crafted flooring that resembled a hexagon design. There were three of the
designs there intertwined at the edge. On the center hexagon design was a white
slab each that resembled a casket. The cover on the slab was opened. Above the
slab was the inverted cross over it. The other two crawlers were there crouched
on top of the slab cover like the crouching predators. The lighted orbs had
snaked back to the chest for the cavern was illuminated with the green moss
that released the luminous ambience.
Lance drew up his guns and
leveled at the two on the slab. They looked like humans but their facial
expression was otherwise. It was a ghastly face with the fangs there. His
inklings were throbbing to come out but he held them back. It was his fight and
he needed to speak to them.
Or one of them.
Lance shot the uglier
one in the face and the heart. The man fell off the slab clutching his face.
Lance then smiled at the other.
“We can talk?” The
other on the slab snarled and leaped at Lance. The later shot off twice to stop
the attack. The attacking man fell short but Lance then heard the shouts. It
was followed by the sound of explosions. The explosions rocked the cavern with
the ceiling dropping pieces on the flooring. Lance rushed forth to examine the
slab and studied for any markings. He had to hold his attention for more of the
ceiling was dropping. Whatever was in the slab was not there. It was moved or
stepped out on its own.
“Thank God we will be
interned for good.” The clergy soul cried out and then looked at Lance. “If you
run along there, there is another shaft there. It opened to the top.”
Lance took the advice
and run with his hands over his head. He reached it and saw the shaft. It was
not one that needed climbing but an angled one that he needed to use his legs
to run. He ran amid the collapsing ceiling and managed to make it out. He
stepped out and found the welcome of guns drawn there.
“Whoa!” Lance did not
reach for his guns then at the group of six guards but his inklings went into
action. The Lion of Richard streaked out like the scimitar from the scabbard.
The magical scimitar flared upwards and then swung across in a deadly blow at
the group of six. The scimitar cut across them without a drop of blood but the
group of six shrieked out in pain. The blood soon spurted when the heads rolled
off the necks.
“Whoa…” Lance did not
wait to check on the dead and ran for the wall. He was soon out and heading for
the stone hut. He needed to go to Arizona.
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