The Man With Three Eyes, part 3

The prince and the dark master circled each other with an apprehensive gait. Each outwardly unshaken, their gazes locked upon each other, they raised sword and claw to prepare for the duel to come. The wind faded into nothing as their circling came to a halt.
With the grace of the dove and the strength of an eagle, Prince Richard flung himself at his foe. Blade clashed with flesh as the dark master's roughened hide and magic armor met the prince's assault. The prince lunged time and time again, backing the dark being up against the canyon walls. The dark master, however, allowed himself to fall into the corner, and as the prince swung to lay what he believed to be an injurious blow, the dark being caught the noble prince's blade and cast it aside. The prince stood bewildered as he regained his balance. The dark master merely laughed.
"You were a fool to be so brazen, young traveler! Have you no sense? Have you heard not of the magicks laden within the valleys of the dark creatures? You will pay for your ignorance with your life!"
Suddenly, the wind rose to remove the ancient dust from the canyon walls. Lying beneath was a rune from ages beyond. The dark master began an incantation and the rune radiated light.
"No! What trickery is this?!" The prince began to lunge toward the dark beast, but felt himself repelled by an unseen force, one of terrible power. "Your dark magic is no match for my pure soul, foul creature! I have with me the Soul of Arayle, the ancient goddess of the sacred Spring of Life! I fear not your dark magicks!"


Cut short! Part 3, part 2 coming tomorrow.

Anyways, right now I'm gonna go write some song material. Good night.