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No matter how tempted I am with the prospect of unlimited power, I will not consume any energy field bigger than my head.

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(Skipping 21 as it doesn't fit in a fantasy world)

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The four stood outside the giant door, it was locked and Kilo was slowly working on it. "How much longer? If we don't hurry Aldro will get here."


Rivatha turned to Luir "don't rush him."


"But if we don't get in there and get it before Aldro gets here he might grab it instead and then we'll die." He said slightly pulling his blade in and out of its sheath.


"Well it would go a lot fast if you two wouldn't argue." Vess muttered. The two stayed silent, Rivatha not looking at Luir. Within a few minutes Kilo was standing up and opening the door for them with a fake bow. The other three rolled their eyes at him as they entered.

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"No!" Aldro said as they turned the corner to see the door open.


"What should we do?" Tatir whispered.


Aldro could see a glow coming from the room "Let's go check." When they got to the room they saw an orange ball floating in the center of the room, it was about 12 feet tall and 4 feet wide. There were two sidewalls that seemed to jut out and curve around the ball leaving two small pockets. Aldro and Tatir's eyes couldn't leave the ball.


"Where did they go?" Tatir asked though she didn't look around. Hey eyes still focused on the ball.


"I don't know. I should take this."


Tatir looked at him, her fear for his life outweighing her amazement of the power. "are you sure?"


"If I get it then there is nothing Vess can do against us." And before Tatir could make another argument Aldro reach out a hand and touched it. There was a brief flash and when Tatir opened her eyes Aldro was floating next to her with an orange tint to him. "Isn't this great? Now we can beat everyone," Aldro smiled and indicated to himself.


"Are you okay?"


"Yeah I feel fi-" he frowned then and grabbed his arm, which had orange cracks along it.


"What? What’s going on?"


"I...I don't aaaahhhh know!"


Tatir took a step forward, "is there anything I can do?"


"I don't," at this point the cracks had covered his chest and were going down his legs and remaining arm, he was also breathing heavy, "I don't know. You aaaaahhhh…" the cracks were heading up his neck and covering his head. There was a hissing sound before Aldro exploded in an orange light. Tatir was dissolved almost immediately but the two walls that wrapped around the ball seemed to reflect the light back. After a while the light seemed to fade.


"That was scary." Rivatha said coming out from behind one of the walls followed by Kilo. She had her arms around herself, Kilo put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Vess and Luir came out from behind the other one. They had split into two groups so they could get as far away from the opening as possible.


When they looked around they saw a black spot where Tatir was standing. "And that is why I didn't take the power source." Vess shook his head "if it's bigger than my head there's no way it would spread evenly and not cause damage."


"And what would you have done if it didn't kill him? We wouldn't have been able to fight him." Luir glared at him.


"Well first I would hope he is power crazy because if he is I can use that to turn him to our side. If not I could convince him I changed ways and trick him that way." Vess said confidently.


"Either way I don't like how much of a gamble it was." Kilo muttered.


Vess rolled his eyes. "At least Rivatha trusts my plans."

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