Organization: Penn State University
Date: Tue, 18 Aug 1992 14:35:20 EDT
From: <ASG102@psuvm.psu.edu>
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Subject: [L] FINAL ATTACK-Part 1


     Taking a deep breath, Permus opened the doors to the throne room.  The
sight that greeted him was a shock.  The queen was on her throne, with her
bodyguard near her. (Was it the bodyguard or Bakr's illusion?  He had no way
to tell.)  In front of them were two of the most hideous creatures that he
had ever seen.  They looked like skinless men with fangs and claws.  Just the
sight of them made his stomach turn, but the SMELL was worse.  They had the
strong and unforgetable odor of rotting flesh.
     Regaining his composure, he walked into the room proudly followed by
Mat.  "Mother, give up the throne or I will take it from you by force.  You
have lost your sanity and are no longer fit to rule this kingdom."
     Permus drew his sword defiantly and stood, ready to attack.
     Behind the door to the bodyguard's room, Brycur and Murell were waiting
until the fighting started.  Then they would charge into the room and attack.

     Mat stepped forward.  Now was the time.  This queen was likely to win,
especially if he helped her.  He didn't want to die for the cause of someone
he didn't care for.  Probably he would be rewarded, and perhaps he would even
get Brycur's head to take to Derek the Black, where he'd get another reward.

    "One moment!" he said.  "Your bodyguard is not what he seems to be,
and an invisible wizard called Luthor is in this room.  In a room nearby..."
     "You fool, what have you done?  You will ruin everything!" Permus shouted
in disbelief.  He sliced at Mat with his sword in anger.
     The queen, not knowing if this was a trick or not, took out a seeing glass
and looked at her bodyguard.  Through the magical glass, she saw a strange
looking overweight magician.  The Queen screamed in anger and began casting
a spell to destroy the mage.

    "Luthor!" Bakr shouted, still looking and sounding like the bodyguard to
everyone but the queen.

     The queen was casting a spell.  By the power she was gathering, Luthor
realized that it must be a fireball, lightening bolt, or something equally as
nasty.  With his Shadow Magic, he started interfering with her spell, causing
it to fail.  The queen looked around the room with frustration clear on her
face.  She began casting again; Luthor managed to disrupt this spell too, but
it required so much concentration that he became visible.
     The queen saw him and was shocked. "LUTHOR!" she screamed.  Anger and
rage poured through her body.  She commanded one of her skinless servants
to kill him while she began yet another spell of greater power.
     Luthor had a choice, he could either disrupt the spell and save his
friends or run and save himself.  He chose to save them without thinking
twice.  He only wished that they would be successful in killing the queen.
     He managed to stop the third spell and then turned to face the clawed
and fanged horror that was coming to kill him.  As it was about to tear him
in two, it roared in pain and turned around.
     Past the creature, Luthor could see Murell hacking at the creature with
his sword.  His face showed the effort that it was taking him to take on this
creature that attacked with seemingly endless energy.  Its powerful arms
clawed at him again and again, tearing open several wounds.
     Luthor wished that he could help Murell, but he had to keep the queen
from casting spells if the group was going to kill her.  Even he couldn't
hold her off forever.  He was beginning to get very tired from the drain that
Shadow Magic had on his body.  It was all a matter of time...

     Love and Peace and Saved By Friends,
               -The Dreamer-
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