Prologue
“Skeleton axemen hack at it’s legs! Skeleton archers, shoot at its eyes! Skeleton
spearmen, stab its abdomen! And knights, kill its babies!” Benjamin shouted.
He was a human, but he now was leading an army of skeletons into battle against the Weaver (a giant black widow, who’s abdomen had a ten yard diameter), and it’s babies (with an abdomen of about a one yard diameter), that had been continuously flowing out of the temple which they had been guarding.
The temple (Which was not at all impressive in size) was approximately the size of the Weaver. Ivy was crawling up the temple’s cobblestone walls, and met up at the top to create a web of ivy. But while the opening was large, you could not see past it.
To get past the Weaver and into the temple, Benjamin’s strategy was to cut of all off the Weaver’s legs (which happened to be almost as thick as tree stumps), while the archers annoyed it by putting arrows through its many eyes. The skeleton knights were there to keep the babies under control.
Benjamin effortlessly shot one spider with his longbow, and in one smooth movement, slipped a throwing knife out of its scabbard, and threw it underhand into another spider’s eye.
He then sidestepped to the left as the Weaver’s leg cut into the ground beside him. This spider is smart enough to know who the leader of this army is. Benjamin thought. He snatched an arrow out of his quiver and stabbed the leg. The arrow snapped, and Benjamin dove to the side, as the Weaver kicked at him. The leg just missed him, but before the spider could follow up its attack, it got distracted as a spear dug into its abdomen. It was only a minor wound, but it was painful.
“Good job spearmen, keep it up,”shouted Benjamin. Then his friend Ian, an Ifangar, approached slicing spiders down one by one with his calder knife.
“Ben, Tim-Dwar is down,” said Ian.
“He’s dead?”
“No, but his leg was cut clean off,” Ian said, as he stabbed deep into a spider who jumped at him from his left.
“Ow,” Benjamin winced. “What happened?”
“I don’t know, I just saw Audrey healing him”
Benjamin grunted, and shot another arrow that whizzed past its target, but found another spiders thorax.
“Nice shot,” Ian said as he stabbed at another spider.
Then a skeleton scribe ran up to Ben and rapidly wrote down something.
“What’s up Tah?” Ian asked
Three of eight legs have been taken down but all of the axemen are injured.
“Tell our best knights to try to cut down the legs” Benjamin replied. “And tell Audrey and Tim-Dwar to meet at this spot.”
Tah ran off with a new assignment, and Ian and Benjamin waited for their crew. Benjamin shot an arrow at a spider who was slinking behind a skeleton knight.
“Thanks,” the skeleton grunted.
Ian was busy slicing another spider down. He stabbed twice and sidestepped to the right as the spider’s fangs bit into the air with speed. One fang caught into Ian’s sleeve, and almost pierced his skin. Ian growled and with fire bursting from his ears, he cut the fang in half, threw his knife through the air, picked it out of the spider’s thorax, spun, and stabbed another spider though its head. He followed up the stab with a quick jerking movement to finish the baby off with a small cracking noise.
As he pulled the knife out of the head with another sharp crack, two more babies approached him. He kicked one and sent his calder knife through another one’s eye. He grabbed a throwing knife from its scabbard and let it slide from his finger’s tips and hit the other spider in the head with the knife’s butt end. Its legs crumpled on to the ground as it lay there silently.
He then noticed Benjamin, Audrey and Tim-Dwar standing on either side of him.
“Wow,” Benjamin said.
“Deep breaths Ian,” said the fairy. Ian followed what Audrey said and put out the surge of anger that had just brewed inside of him.
“Why did you call us here Ben?” asked Audrey.
“We need to get into the Temple,” Benjamin said.
“How?”
“How many legs does the weaver have left?”
“Four”
“And it’s still standing?” Benjamin asked astounded by its stability.
“Yes”
“Well after the next leg is off, it should fall. But we are going to get a head start and head to the opening now”
“What?” Both Audrey and Tim-Dwar said together. “Are you crazy?”
“Yes, now let’s go”
They followed him through the outer left edge of the battle. First they cut through the battle easily, barely meeting spiders, and the spiders that they did come across, were easily cut down.
Things changed dramatically when they got within thirty yards of the temple. Spiders were in constant flows of nine or ten on top of them at once.
Benjamin shot two in a rapid succession, but while he was getting a third arrow, he was caught off guard as a spider bit deep into his thigh. He fell as Ian stabbed the spider and Audrey came over muttering something, while rubbing a blue sort of lotion on the bite.Soon it started to turn to a sickly green and ooze.
Tim-Dwar was managing pretty good with one leg. He sat on the ground throwing his enchanted golden knife that would fly back into its scabbard, after digging into a spider. He was ever happy with his enchantment on that knife.
Audrey was finished drawing the poison out of Benjamin’s wound as normal coloration was restored. She was now back up in the air shooting spiders in the eyes, with her fairy longbow. Since she was in no trouble flying three yards above the ground, she shot down at the spiders closest to her friends.
Then cheering went up behind them, but it quickly turned into shouting and screaming. They had cut off two more legs, but the spider was walking along using his last two legs like stilts.
“Shouldn’t that thing collapse under its own weight?” Ian yelled to Benjamin.
“I would think so, but needless to say, it’s not,” said Benjamin.”Let’s just keep moving.”
They advanced towards the Temple’s opening with a steady pace. They were not sure what to do once they got there, but at this point they just wanted to make it to the temple.
Ian and Audrey cleared the way for Benjamin as he helped Tim-Dwar hobble through the small openings that their friends made for them.
“How is it going back there,” asked Ian.
“All right,” Tim-Dwar replied feebly.
“Oh no” muttered Ian.
“What” Ben said.
“A group of about twenty spiders are advancing in our direction. We are going to have to be careful.”
“Can we avoid them?”
“It’s worth the try.” They headed to the right, but it didn’t help as they placed themselves in the center of chaos. The Weaver still wasn’t down and the babies seemed to be held in an endless supply.
A spider leaped at Audrey, Tim-Dwar swiftly hurled his knife cutting the spider's thorax open.
“Thank you Tim-Dwar,” said Audrey.
“My assistance is in no need of your thanks my lady,” Tim-Dwar said with a bow.
“Wow big words for a small man,” Ian said with no trace of sarcasm in his voice.
“Ian, no dwarf jokes in battle,” Benjamin ordered as he scraped the remnants of spider off of his throwing knives.
"Not my fault he's short." Ian replied
"More spiders coming!" Tim-Dwar shouted while making and angry face at Ian.
Then Tah ran up to Ben and wrote down...
The spider is about to lose a leg, it should collapse!
"It's about time," Ian mumbled. All the axemen had died and the archers were in low supply of arrows. But the skeleton knights were still hacking at the weaver's second to last leg.
"The weaver has fallen!" A skeleton yelled. The weaver was killed by the impact on the ground. The ground broke around the weaver, and dust and the forest’s debris flew up into the air all around the weaver.
Silence followed the weaver’s death.
But then all hell broke loose and the spiders turned all organization in both the spider and skeleton lines into havoc.The spiders, caught off guard by their freedom, started biting anything near them.
“This is our chance,” Ben said. They dashed towards the temple’s opening, and at last made it inside. They slowly walked and looked at their surroundings. It was hard to see. They could barely make out the features of the room, but they could see that the cobblestone walls were lined with moss and ivy. As they walked, they kicked dirt up into the air. The deeper into the temple they went the dimmer the lighting was.
“Guys, is it getting darker in here, or is it just me?” Ian asked with a little uncertainty in his voice.
“You’re right Ian, my eyes don’t seem to be adjusting to the light," Ben replied.
"Where is Audrey?" Tim-Dwar asked, suddenly worried.
“She was right about there… you’re right, I don’t know where she went,” said Benjamin.
“Audrey!” They all shouted.
“Audrey!” They continued to yell.
“Wait be quiet,” Benjamin said. “I hear something.” They were silent and they could could only hear the a close to inaudible mumbling coming from their left.
“She must be very far away,” Ian observed.
“But we only lost her in the last ten seconds or so,” Tim-Dwar said
“Something could be covering her mouth,” said Benjamin.
“Did a spider just weave up some cloth and hold it over her mouth to prevent her from screaming?” Ian said, rich with sarcasm.
“No, but it could weave a web and easily entrap a fairy in it.” Tim-Dwar said.
“Oh,” Ian said quietly without meeting Tim-Dwar’s eyes.
With that they moved on towards the sound of the mumbling.
Each step was taken with caution, or in Tim-Dwar’s circumstances, each hop. They slowly got closer to Audrey. Soon the mumbling became audible, and they heard things like “Help! Save me! Don’t you even notice that I’m gone?” And also many times just random shrieks of terror.
They started to walk faster, and it soon came into a swift jog. They soon became too lax, and were too late to realize that Audrey’s voice had stopped. They carelessly walked right into the trap.
As they realized what was happening they already walked into the spiders’ web. They struggled and struggled, but the web was too thick.
“Audrey are you there?” Tim-Dwar asked.
All they saw was a small lump.
“Audrey is that you?” Benjamin mumbled through the thick web on hi“The poison must already be taking place, she is knocked out.” Tim-Dwar said.
“Wow since when are you so smart?” Ian chuckled.
“Ian, be serious.” Benjamin ordered.
“Wait, this would be hard, almost impossible, but with my enchantment on this knife….” Tim-Dwar said. Tim-Dwar kept shuffling around until his knife fell foward.
“Did it! Yes! The knife should now come to the scabbard and slit the webs!”
As Tim-Dwar said, it cut the webs.
“Great job! Let's kill the spiders and save Audrey!” Benjamin shouted
As they battled the spiders, it became evident that they were smarter and more agile than the babies.
Ian cried in a fit of rage “Give us back Audrey you low life spiders!”
Ian stabbed a spider in the thorax and the other spider jumped on his back, sending a pair of large fangs into him. Benjamin sent an arrow into the spider’s abdomen knocking it off. Ian kicked the spider to check if it was dead. It didn't flinch.
“Well that was easy.” Ian said.
The spider Ian stabbed in the thorax had come back. It jumped on Tim-Dwar pinning him to the ground.
“By my mother’s quilt! This spider has come to seek its vengeance!” Tim-Dwar shouted.
He removed the knife from it’s scabbard and sent it flying through the spider’s head. The spider made a loud hiss, probably trying to call other spiders. The other spiders had gone insane and could not hear the spider’s demise.
Once Audrey was freed from the web, they checked her pulse. She was alive but out cold. They found the bite. All they could do was put one of Audrey's bandages on her.
They kept going for about five minutes when the temple filled with more light.
“W-w-what happened?” Audrey shivered.
“You were bit by a spider. Let's keep going now.” Ben replied.
Creeeek one of the tiles moved in. It was a trap! Arrows started shooting out from all directions.
“Guys, the arrows have a pattern, ten arrows, then a short pause. Let's go on one…two…three!” Tim-Dwar shouted
They sprinted at full speed, well, Ian and Benjamin did.
“Ouch!” Tim-Dwar took an arrow to his good leg. Tim-Dwar barely made it.
As they walked in, they saw weapons clattered on tables, the floor, and hooked to walls. There were swords, bows, quivers, arrows, knives, maces, and even crossbows. Some of them were made of unusual materials like opal, emerald, raw iron and gold. Then some had enchantments. The room was long and wide. It had great lighting. Though none of them knew where the light was coming from.
Then the room turned into a hallway as they walked. Getting thinner and thinner. Then they got near the door. But the ground was broken. To test the ground Tim-Dwar threw his knife at the cobblestone. Then the ground fell into a seemingly bottomless pit.
“What if we try to find a button somewhere on here.” Ian wondered.
They all started feeling the walls. They found a brick that pushed in. But when they pushed it, all of the broken ground collapsed.
“The ground is definitely short enough for me to just barely make it.” Benjamin said.
Ben jumped across successfully. Then Ian jumped. He slipped but Benjamin grabbed him. Audrey simply flew across. The only problem was Tim-Dwar. He could not make it. They assumed he wasn't to heavy. So they would catch him. It turns out he was heavier than expected. Ian almost lost his grip.
“I can't hold on much longer!” Ian cried.
“We can do it!” Benjamin assured.
They ended up successfully pulling him up. Tim-Dwar was so terrified he couldn't speak.
“Wow you should lose some weight.” Ian tried to laugh, but he was also scared.
“We better keep going before this whole room collapses!” Audrey said.
After they had given all their strength while saving Tim-Dwar, they kept going, but Ian and Tim-Dwar were still freaked by their near death experiences. The two of them still shivered until they became astonished by the huge room. It was round and shined with a golden glow . In fact, the whole room was gold. Except for the delicate cases of four weapons that would change their lives forever. There was a prophecy that only Tim-Dwar could understand.It was written in ancient dwarven language. It read:
“These are the four sacred weapons of power. Only true warriors may wield these weapons. The sword of all living, the emblem of a true leader. The infinity quiver, the mark of a just marksmen. The mystical knife, to stand by the living symbol of mystery. And the belt of the savior, for the one who aids the sick, and saves the dying at all costs. Now put forth your lives to guide the future.”
The gems in the weapons began to glow, and the temple walls gave in. The bodies of the four heroes began to shimmer. The sacred weapons emitted a bright, golden beam of light towards the shimmering bodies. The bodies were engulfed by the beams of light, and were drawn into them. As the walls were destroyed, the remains hid the weapons from humanity.
spearmen, stab its abdomen! And knights, kill its babies!” Benjamin shouted.
He was a human, but he now was leading an army of skeletons into battle against the Weaver (a giant black widow, who’s abdomen had a ten yard diameter), and it’s babies (with an abdomen of about a one yard diameter), that had been continuously flowing out of the temple which they had been guarding.
The temple (Which was not at all impressive in size) was approximately the size of the Weaver. Ivy was crawling up the temple’s cobblestone walls, and met up at the top to create a web of ivy. But while the opening was large, you could not see past it.
To get past the Weaver and into the temple, Benjamin’s strategy was to cut of all off the Weaver’s legs (which happened to be almost as thick as tree stumps), while the archers annoyed it by putting arrows through its many eyes. The skeleton knights were there to keep the babies under control.
Benjamin effortlessly shot one spider with his longbow, and in one smooth movement, slipped a throwing knife out of its scabbard, and threw it underhand into another spider’s eye.
He then sidestepped to the left as the Weaver’s leg cut into the ground beside him. This spider is smart enough to know who the leader of this army is. Benjamin thought. He snatched an arrow out of his quiver and stabbed the leg. The arrow snapped, and Benjamin dove to the side, as the Weaver kicked at him. The leg just missed him, but before the spider could follow up its attack, it got distracted as a spear dug into its abdomen. It was only a minor wound, but it was painful.
“Good job spearmen, keep it up,”shouted Benjamin. Then his friend Ian, an Ifangar, approached slicing spiders down one by one with his calder knife.
“Ben, Tim-Dwar is down,” said Ian.
“He’s dead?”
“No, but his leg was cut clean off,” Ian said, as he stabbed deep into a spider who jumped at him from his left.
“Ow,” Benjamin winced. “What happened?”
“I don’t know, I just saw Audrey healing him”
Benjamin grunted, and shot another arrow that whizzed past its target, but found another spiders thorax.
“Nice shot,” Ian said as he stabbed at another spider.
Then a skeleton scribe ran up to Ben and rapidly wrote down something.
“What’s up Tah?” Ian asked
Three of eight legs have been taken down but all of the axemen are injured.
“Tell our best knights to try to cut down the legs” Benjamin replied. “And tell Audrey and Tim-Dwar to meet at this spot.”
Tah ran off with a new assignment, and Ian and Benjamin waited for their crew. Benjamin shot an arrow at a spider who was slinking behind a skeleton knight.
“Thanks,” the skeleton grunted.
Ian was busy slicing another spider down. He stabbed twice and sidestepped to the right as the spider’s fangs bit into the air with speed. One fang caught into Ian’s sleeve, and almost pierced his skin. Ian growled and with fire bursting from his ears, he cut the fang in half, threw his knife through the air, picked it out of the spider’s thorax, spun, and stabbed another spider though its head. He followed up the stab with a quick jerking movement to finish the baby off with a small cracking noise.
As he pulled the knife out of the head with another sharp crack, two more babies approached him. He kicked one and sent his calder knife through another one’s eye. He grabbed a throwing knife from its scabbard and let it slide from his finger’s tips and hit the other spider in the head with the knife’s butt end. Its legs crumpled on to the ground as it lay there silently.
He then noticed Benjamin, Audrey and Tim-Dwar standing on either side of him.
“Wow,” Benjamin said.
“Deep breaths Ian,” said the fairy. Ian followed what Audrey said and put out the surge of anger that had just brewed inside of him.
“Why did you call us here Ben?” asked Audrey.
“We need to get into the Temple,” Benjamin said.
“How?”
“How many legs does the weaver have left?”
“Four”
“And it’s still standing?” Benjamin asked astounded by its stability.
“Yes”
“Well after the next leg is off, it should fall. But we are going to get a head start and head to the opening now”
“What?” Both Audrey and Tim-Dwar said together. “Are you crazy?”
“Yes, now let’s go”
They followed him through the outer left edge of the battle. First they cut through the battle easily, barely meeting spiders, and the spiders that they did come across, were easily cut down.
Things changed dramatically when they got within thirty yards of the temple. Spiders were in constant flows of nine or ten on top of them at once.
Benjamin shot two in a rapid succession, but while he was getting a third arrow, he was caught off guard as a spider bit deep into his thigh. He fell as Ian stabbed the spider and Audrey came over muttering something, while rubbing a blue sort of lotion on the bite.Soon it started to turn to a sickly green and ooze.
Tim-Dwar was managing pretty good with one leg. He sat on the ground throwing his enchanted golden knife that would fly back into its scabbard, after digging into a spider. He was ever happy with his enchantment on that knife.
Audrey was finished drawing the poison out of Benjamin’s wound as normal coloration was restored. She was now back up in the air shooting spiders in the eyes, with her fairy longbow. Since she was in no trouble flying three yards above the ground, she shot down at the spiders closest to her friends.
Then cheering went up behind them, but it quickly turned into shouting and screaming. They had cut off two more legs, but the spider was walking along using his last two legs like stilts.
“Shouldn’t that thing collapse under its own weight?” Ian yelled to Benjamin.
“I would think so, but needless to say, it’s not,” said Benjamin.”Let’s just keep moving.”
They advanced towards the Temple’s opening with a steady pace. They were not sure what to do once they got there, but at this point they just wanted to make it to the temple.
Ian and Audrey cleared the way for Benjamin as he helped Tim-Dwar hobble through the small openings that their friends made for them.
“How is it going back there,” asked Ian.
“All right,” Tim-Dwar replied feebly.
“Oh no” muttered Ian.
“What” Ben said.
“A group of about twenty spiders are advancing in our direction. We are going to have to be careful.”
“Can we avoid them?”
“It’s worth the try.” They headed to the right, but it didn’t help as they placed themselves in the center of chaos. The Weaver still wasn’t down and the babies seemed to be held in an endless supply.
A spider leaped at Audrey, Tim-Dwar swiftly hurled his knife cutting the spider's thorax open.
“Thank you Tim-Dwar,” said Audrey.
“My assistance is in no need of your thanks my lady,” Tim-Dwar said with a bow.
“Wow big words for a small man,” Ian said with no trace of sarcasm in his voice.
“Ian, no dwarf jokes in battle,” Benjamin ordered as he scraped the remnants of spider off of his throwing knives.
"Not my fault he's short." Ian replied
"More spiders coming!" Tim-Dwar shouted while making and angry face at Ian.
Then Tah ran up to Ben and wrote down...
The spider is about to lose a leg, it should collapse!
"It's about time," Ian mumbled. All the axemen had died and the archers were in low supply of arrows. But the skeleton knights were still hacking at the weaver's second to last leg.
"The weaver has fallen!" A skeleton yelled. The weaver was killed by the impact on the ground. The ground broke around the weaver, and dust and the forest’s debris flew up into the air all around the weaver.
Silence followed the weaver’s death.
But then all hell broke loose and the spiders turned all organization in both the spider and skeleton lines into havoc.The spiders, caught off guard by their freedom, started biting anything near them.
“This is our chance,” Ben said. They dashed towards the temple’s opening, and at last made it inside. They slowly walked and looked at their surroundings. It was hard to see. They could barely make out the features of the room, but they could see that the cobblestone walls were lined with moss and ivy. As they walked, they kicked dirt up into the air. The deeper into the temple they went the dimmer the lighting was.
“Guys, is it getting darker in here, or is it just me?” Ian asked with a little uncertainty in his voice.
“You’re right Ian, my eyes don’t seem to be adjusting to the light," Ben replied.
"Where is Audrey?" Tim-Dwar asked, suddenly worried.
“She was right about there… you’re right, I don’t know where she went,” said Benjamin.
“Audrey!” They all shouted.
“Audrey!” They continued to yell.
“Wait be quiet,” Benjamin said. “I hear something.” They were silent and they could could only hear the a close to inaudible mumbling coming from their left.
“She must be very far away,” Ian observed.
“But we only lost her in the last ten seconds or so,” Tim-Dwar said
“Something could be covering her mouth,” said Benjamin.
“Did a spider just weave up some cloth and hold it over her mouth to prevent her from screaming?” Ian said, rich with sarcasm.
“No, but it could weave a web and easily entrap a fairy in it.” Tim-Dwar said.
“Oh,” Ian said quietly without meeting Tim-Dwar’s eyes.
With that they moved on towards the sound of the mumbling.
Each step was taken with caution, or in Tim-Dwar’s circumstances, each hop. They slowly got closer to Audrey. Soon the mumbling became audible, and they heard things like “Help! Save me! Don’t you even notice that I’m gone?” And also many times just random shrieks of terror.
They started to walk faster, and it soon came into a swift jog. They soon became too lax, and were too late to realize that Audrey’s voice had stopped. They carelessly walked right into the trap.
As they realized what was happening they already walked into the spiders’ web. They struggled and struggled, but the web was too thick.
“Audrey are you there?” Tim-Dwar asked.
All they saw was a small lump.
“Audrey is that you?” Benjamin mumbled through the thick web on hi“The poison must already be taking place, she is knocked out.” Tim-Dwar said.
“Wow since when are you so smart?” Ian chuckled.
“Ian, be serious.” Benjamin ordered.
“Wait, this would be hard, almost impossible, but with my enchantment on this knife….” Tim-Dwar said. Tim-Dwar kept shuffling around until his knife fell foward.
“Did it! Yes! The knife should now come to the scabbard and slit the webs!”
As Tim-Dwar said, it cut the webs.
“Great job! Let's kill the spiders and save Audrey!” Benjamin shouted
As they battled the spiders, it became evident that they were smarter and more agile than the babies.
Ian cried in a fit of rage “Give us back Audrey you low life spiders!”
Ian stabbed a spider in the thorax and the other spider jumped on his back, sending a pair of large fangs into him. Benjamin sent an arrow into the spider’s abdomen knocking it off. Ian kicked the spider to check if it was dead. It didn't flinch.
“Well that was easy.” Ian said.
The spider Ian stabbed in the thorax had come back. It jumped on Tim-Dwar pinning him to the ground.
“By my mother’s quilt! This spider has come to seek its vengeance!” Tim-Dwar shouted.
He removed the knife from it’s scabbard and sent it flying through the spider’s head. The spider made a loud hiss, probably trying to call other spiders. The other spiders had gone insane and could not hear the spider’s demise.
Once Audrey was freed from the web, they checked her pulse. She was alive but out cold. They found the bite. All they could do was put one of Audrey's bandages on her.
They kept going for about five minutes when the temple filled with more light.
“W-w-what happened?” Audrey shivered.
“You were bit by a spider. Let's keep going now.” Ben replied.
Creeeek one of the tiles moved in. It was a trap! Arrows started shooting out from all directions.
“Guys, the arrows have a pattern, ten arrows, then a short pause. Let's go on one…two…three!” Tim-Dwar shouted
They sprinted at full speed, well, Ian and Benjamin did.
“Ouch!” Tim-Dwar took an arrow to his good leg. Tim-Dwar barely made it.
As they walked in, they saw weapons clattered on tables, the floor, and hooked to walls. There were swords, bows, quivers, arrows, knives, maces, and even crossbows. Some of them were made of unusual materials like opal, emerald, raw iron and gold. Then some had enchantments. The room was long and wide. It had great lighting. Though none of them knew where the light was coming from.
Then the room turned into a hallway as they walked. Getting thinner and thinner. Then they got near the door. But the ground was broken. To test the ground Tim-Dwar threw his knife at the cobblestone. Then the ground fell into a seemingly bottomless pit.
“What if we try to find a button somewhere on here.” Ian wondered.
They all started feeling the walls. They found a brick that pushed in. But when they pushed it, all of the broken ground collapsed.
“The ground is definitely short enough for me to just barely make it.” Benjamin said.
Ben jumped across successfully. Then Ian jumped. He slipped but Benjamin grabbed him. Audrey simply flew across. The only problem was Tim-Dwar. He could not make it. They assumed he wasn't to heavy. So they would catch him. It turns out he was heavier than expected. Ian almost lost his grip.
“I can't hold on much longer!” Ian cried.
“We can do it!” Benjamin assured.
They ended up successfully pulling him up. Tim-Dwar was so terrified he couldn't speak.
“Wow you should lose some weight.” Ian tried to laugh, but he was also scared.
“We better keep going before this whole room collapses!” Audrey said.
After they had given all their strength while saving Tim-Dwar, they kept going, but Ian and Tim-Dwar were still freaked by their near death experiences. The two of them still shivered until they became astonished by the huge room. It was round and shined with a golden glow . In fact, the whole room was gold. Except for the delicate cases of four weapons that would change their lives forever. There was a prophecy that only Tim-Dwar could understand.It was written in ancient dwarven language. It read:
“These are the four sacred weapons of power. Only true warriors may wield these weapons. The sword of all living, the emblem of a true leader. The infinity quiver, the mark of a just marksmen. The mystical knife, to stand by the living symbol of mystery. And the belt of the savior, for the one who aids the sick, and saves the dying at all costs. Now put forth your lives to guide the future.”
The gems in the weapons began to glow, and the temple walls gave in. The bodies of the four heroes began to shimmer. The sacred weapons emitted a bright, golden beam of light towards the shimmering bodies. The bodies were engulfed by the beams of light, and were drawn into them. As the walls were destroyed, the remains hid the weapons from humanity.