the angel

Baracreess was no fool but the little man didn't look like some one you would send to kill well, anything, he was barely bigger than a house cat and looked as if he were a priest of some fire god. a golden chain shirt with a red cloth sash. " well my little man how would I know they didn't send you to kill me in my sleep?" " well you do bring a good point but if I were here to kill you do you think I would be a pixie? I couldn't even hurt you, even in you sleep." " he does have a good point Baracreess plus" Ashly started to whisper " he a little cut being that small and all." " all right you may travel with us but you show the any sines that your with the wizards you dead." Baracreess said opening the door.

inside was a man on the floor his white wings spreed fully he was on his knees hands on a sword. his voice was deep and smooth, Baracreess decided that he could have listened to him for hours on end and still wish to hear him. " my friend, you have brought this upon you" the man turn to look at Baracreess " death is the answer you have brought to your self" rising and picking up his sword the man turn to face him " and I am here to bring it upon you" a flash of silver and a rain of sparks flew Ashly blade clashed with the angels. the angel was a whirlwind of blows all Ashly could do was bring hers to mach his. Ashly put her left hand on her sword the angel still only using his right. Ashly never in her life was face with a equal change.

Baracreess was distracted from the clashing swords by a surge of magic in the walls. Baracreess prepared him self as a large force flung him across the room. Alton had a problem of his own a large bird had just took his gold and he swore to have its head.