Book 1: Chapter Eight

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Formula considered the posters a success. After getting a grand total of 6 more recruits, they were ready to go hunting in the morning. The plan was to look for him in Ravensong Forest until they found it, and then they would light a beacon torch, which each person had. All of their party would come over and fight Iluz. It seemed to be a good plan. Formula hiked up the steep stairs to his room, and plopped down on his bed. Suddenly, something he least expected happened. A swirling purple & blue dot was growing on his wall right behind his bed. Before he could react, cold hands grabbed his face and pulled him into the portal. All went dark for a few seconds, and then he was in a beautiful orange forest, and was staring directly into the eyes of:

“ILUZ!” Formula shouted, and leapt to his feet. He glared at the evil mage.

“No need to be rude.” he said in his annoying gravelly voice. “I have brought you here to… negotiate”

“Ha!” Formula scoffed.

“I have the full might of the west quadrant of Herobrine’s army.” he said. “I don’t even have to lift a finger to get all your friends killed.” *I won’t let that happen,* Formula thought. He had seen his fair share of death. He had nothing against Iluz specifically, but his cause was corrupt. *For Magnolia!* he thought, and charged in. He immediately activated ‘Mortal Strike’, leapt into the air, and his two daggers slammed down into Iluz. His ‘Mortal Strike’ was at the highest power level: X, and gave him a 100% chance of critting, inflicting him with ‘Bleed’ for 10 seconds. Iluz staggered back from the unexpected hit. He turned and glared, and green flames enveloped him. His health bar was full again. He had used ‘Rekindle’ which turned all debuffs into healing. To recover the energy that Formula had lost from that wasteful attack, he chowed down on a boag to regen. A little exclamation mark appeared on his screen, notifying him that his RES had been increased by one. *Lucky time for that.* He thought, and then set his jaw. He rushed back in the fight, and used his ability: ‘Envenom’ which temporarily enchanted his blade with poison. He knew that Iluz’s ‘Rekindle’ was on cooldown, so he couldn’t turn it into healing. He swung his dagger right at Iluz, who disappeared, and appeared right beside his blade, and used ‘Pummel’, sending Formula flying due to the blasts of air that knocked him back. *I’m losing.* He thought. He had planned to add the Surefooted enchantment to his boots, but he hadn’t had time to before he was kidnapped. *They still think I’m there!* He thought. If he could let everyone know exactly where he was, he could get some backup. He quickly checked his inventory. He had some netherrack and an iron ingot, and that was it. He brainstormed what he could do if he didn’t have his beacon torch. An idea popped into his head. He scanned the area, and found some gravel. He pounded away until the gravel broke, and became a gravel block. Iluz sent some spell in his direction, and he rolled away, and placed the gravel again. He kept doing this until he managed to get a piece of flint. He crafted flint and steel, and began placing down the netherrack in a 2x2 tower that went about 10 blocks up. Every time Iluz tried to blast a spell, he dropped down onto the side of the tower. Once he got to the top, he lit the makeshift beacon with the flint and steel he had made. He jumped off the tower, and took a lot of fall damage. He was at about a quarter health. Iluz looked over him. “I am about to show you, that I never planned on harming you.” A pink blast of light flew towards formula, and everything good in his mind left him. “Deactivate the beacon, please. It’s all okay.”

*“*Of course.” Formula said.

*Break free. I’m under charm. I’m under charm.* He thought *C’mon! I just got another point of RES. Break free!* Time ticked by in front of his eyes. Order after order, and then Formula was just sitting on a rock. Doing absolutely nothing. His brain was no longer in coordination with his body. Finally, he heard rustling, but he couldn't do anything. Hope filled him, and he knew who it was. His backup had arrived! Hope filled him, breaking the invisible chains that held his mind. He was in control again. He joined in the other 8, as they all rushed in towards Iluz. The look on his face was priceless. He was so surprised. This was the final duel. The forces of good vs. evil. The showdown. Arlo was on a horse, firing spells like mad, both good and bad, to heal their allies and hurt their enemy. Formula had never seen Arlo fight for real. He was insanely quick at casting. Aghast stayed back and was trying to hit him with spells, but kept missing. Alya was charging in with spin dash just as she had back in the Darkhorse Lodge a week and a half ago. Iluz shouted, yelled. Why he didn’t escape, Formula didn’t know. What they had been working on in the whole past month happened in the blink of an eye.  A quest screen finally popped up: Quest Complete!

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