Here another fantastic sketch by Gill Pearce of Hellion’s Art brings to life a dramatic fight in The Last Seal.
The avatars had reached Ben, and as the leading three circled round to his right, the other three flew by on his left, threatening to surround him. Sweating with fear, his pulse racing, he wondered if he could manage to use the Words again, for he felt exhausted; he was also afraid of what the effect on him might be. If he used all his energy now, he would have nothing left with which to face the demon.
Another scream shrilled out from the within the force field encircling the Last Seal, and was cut off, gurgling to silence as Dantalion pounced again. How many was that, Ben wondered: five or six? Too many at any rate, it was time to act â€“ he had to risk it, but how? The lightning bolts he had used had knocked the avatars down and partially disabled them, but it was only temporary; had not destroyed them. Perhaps the loathsome creatures had some protection or defence against it. So, should he conjure fire against them? But no; having seen the delight the pair of avatars had taken in the flames just before they had entered the Guild Hall, they were clearly impervious to that element. What, then? Ben thought hard. Ice? Yes … maybe ice would do it.
He brought his hands together so that his thumbs touched. Then he extended his arms towards the approaching creatures, summoned his strength and shouted: â€œKÏŽÎ½Î¿Ï‚, jÃ¤Ã¤, dÃ©charge!â€
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