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Hure placed his fingers to his forehead and closed his eyes again. After a few seconds he pulled them away. "Something's blocking my magic..."
Seria sighed from the doorway. "Alright. Everybody, spread out and search. Look everywhere, leave no dwarer unopened. We need to find it before the thing that's blocking Hure's magic comes to us." Everybody nodded briskly and began searching.
They threw the covers off the beds and tossed them out the window, throughly shaking them to see if anything of interest was in there. They began to become worried when they couldn't find anything, and sped up their search.
"Where is it?!" Wuyer cried out, throwing a desk onto it's side in anger, panting heavily.
"Who knows? Eh?" Seria looked up from the drapes and towards the doorway.
"What is it?" Feria ran up to her side.
"Something's here..." Seria said, frowning, unconciously ripping the drapes of the wall. "Downstairs."
Eia gasped. "The woman!" She shoved away the chair she was checking and ran out the door, slipping down the stairs.
"Let's go! Hurry!" The other sorceressess and sorcerers ran after her, but stopped as soon as they saw the huge black creature identiacal to the one they saw in the desert cave. It was larger than it, though, and was dangling an unconcious woman from it's claws.
Eia growled at it, scowling, and the others raced up to stand beside her. "Let's go!" She reached inside her magic and threw thick vines around it's arms. The vines tightened around it and thickened. It roared and struggled against the vines, though it couldn't break free.
Seria looked at Eia in astonishment. When did she get so strong? she wondered, frowning slightly. The other sorceressess and sorcerers began throwing their magic at the creature, and eventually it fell to the ground, torn and bloody, and the woman rolled from it's hand.
Eia broke off froes slowly thinned out. She ran to the woman and shook her slightly. "Hello? Are you okay?" The woman stayed motionless as the creature slowly got to it's feet.
Then she slowly stirred, and coughed, a few drops of blood splattering on Eia's face. She slowly opened her eyes, then slowly focused them, seeing Eia. "You..." She began coughing again.
Eia quickly gave her a hankerchief. "Don't try and talk. Just find a safe spot to hide and we'll take care of this." She stood up and held out her hand to her.
The woman looked at her, then her eyes widened slightly. "Be...hind.. you.." She began coughing again and Eia looked around her and got thrown back as the creature's claws slashed at her. She slammed into the wall, gasping for air. The woman gasped and clumsliy stood up, running to her. "Are you... okay?"
Eia slumped to the ground, but looked up at her. "Just... run... You'll be... safer..."
She shook her head. "No... I have something I think.. will help..." She ran off to a cupboard behind the stairs, just as Feria hacked off one of the creature's claws with his axe.
She came running back, clutching a staff. Hure gasped and ran towards her, reaching for the staff. The woman flinched back, but once Eia reassured her that she should give it to Hure, she handed it to him, then dragged Eia off towards the stairs.
Hure swung the staff in a circle, smiling. "Now," He grinned and made a figure eight with the tip of the staff, visable winds leaving the mark there for all to see. "It's time for your demise!" He began spinning the staff in a circle, whirling it too fast for any eyes to follow, and walked towards the creature.
He slammed the staff into the creatures's torso just as Feria slashed at it's face with his axe, and the other sorceressess and sorcerers bound it with their magic. Slowly, it fell to the ground, beaten and bloody. Then it slowly turned to dust, and blew away in the leftover magical winds.
Eia smiled and wiped some blood away from her mouth. The woman kneeled beside her, smiling gratefully. "Thank you so much."
Eia grinned. "It's okay. Anyway, you helped too! We might not have won i we hadn't had the Staff of the Winds."
"So that's what it is..."
Eia hesitated for a second, then wiped some more blood from her face. "What's your name?"
The woman seemed surprised, then smiled. "Aya. Who are all of you?"
"My name is Eia, that's Feria, Wuyer, Hure, and Seria." Eia smiled at Aya, then slowly staggered to her feet. "But... now we have to go. Bye."
Aya looked up at her sadly. "So soon? But..." Tears slowly came into her eyes. "You saved my life... I should really thank you properly..."
Eia shook her head slightly. "It's fine. We still have much more to do..."
"But... I'll be alone again...." Fear slowly entered her eyes, streaming into her tears.
Eia looked back at her, and wiped away the tears. "It's okay. I'll come visit again. First, we have to save the world."
Aya gulped down her sadness and bravely put on a happier face. "Alright. You go save the world, and visit me right after."
Eia grinned and nodded, then ran back to the other sorceressess and sorcerers.
"You had fun talking to your girlfriend?" Wuyer raised an eyebrow at her.
"You make it seem like we're going out."
"Prehaps you are."
"I'm not."
"How can I be sure?"
"You-"
"Can this wait until later?" Seria interruped, crossing her arms.
"Yes." Wuyer and Eia said together, then they all continued walking out, back to the angels.
"Knock, knock."
The angels slowly woke up. "Oh... 'Ello..." They jumped out of the tree and brought their wings back out. "Ready?" The sorceressess and sorcerers nodded, and got on their backs.
The one carrying Eia cringed slightly as he felt the blood on her drip onto his back. "Geez.. What did you do, slice yourself with that axe?
"No. There was a monster bent on killing us."
"Ah, that would do it."
They flew back to where all the creatures were there, cheering. One of the elves rushed forewards to tend to Eia's wounds, and other briskly cleaned and wrapped up the small injuries of the others.
The elf from before went up and bowed t o them. "Thank you yet again, as you have brought another weapon." He looked up at them. "Not there are only three more weapons to go!" The crowd cheered loudly, and the sorceressess and sorcerers smiled.
"Only the Rapier of Tides, the Sword of the Ground, and the Bow of Dreams left." Seria murmured.

And now I finish again for now. Please, if you have any suggestions for a title, say it.

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