Frozen Shadows Chapter 7 "Confronting the Shadows" · 5:26am Jul 4th, 2016
(artwork by Pixel_Spark)
Apologies to all. I didn't realize it had already been a month since I've updated both The Mad Seeresss of the North and Frozen Shadows. Work has been unstable, forcing me to be more attentive to obtaining more clients, the heat in So. Cal. right now has been draining my energy, soul and creativity and worst of all, the Ask King Sombra finale updates suck the spirit and life right out of my creativity (though not as bad as a week ago!). Because of the last, I am getting this chapter out TONIGHT instead of waiting for tomorrow - especially considering I'll lose my entire U.S. audience to all the fireworks displays that'll be lighting the skies above us for the 4th of July.
So, excuses aside, here is your preview:
"Needing a space to think for a second, Watch took to the air, but stayed there barely a heartbeat as Sombra’s magic reached out and grabbed him, slamming him back down to earth.
“Don’t like my advantage, eh?” Watch smiled, shaking his head, getting back up. At least Sombra was observing etiquette enough to let him recover without attacking an opponent while he was down.
“It would be an advantage to you with any other opponent,” Sombra rumbled, charging again.
The bat pony raised his sword in a lightening move, piercing Sombra’s gorget, burying his weapon in the tyrant’s right shoulder.
Sombra snarled, fighting the pain of the hit. “You took a chance you were going to end me, creature!”
“Hey, a stallion has to try, right?” Watch grinned but then frowned in turn, surprised his opponent had not been quickly felled by the blow. “You weather a crippling blow well, your Majesty.”
“And you risked Nyx’s wrath if you had succeeded in killing me, unless of course, you already knew you could not.”
Ignoring the comment, the guard attempted to withdraw his sword, but some force grabbed it in an iron grip, refusing to give the weapon up. “What the Tartarus?!” he muttered, perplexed, tugging as hard as he could.
An evil laugh caused him to look up. It was King Sombra. The sword came loose finally when Dark Watch’s surprised gaze met his hot green eyes. Incredibly, the pierced armor mended itself as a black, shadowy substance like a living thing reached out from inside Sombra’s body and pulled the metal back into place, mended it and apparently the damage to his shoulder, then disappeared back behind the gorget.
“You are a demon!” Watch said uneasily, stumbling back in shock.
“We both have, shall we say, advantages?” the King smiled, baring his fangs.
Watch gave a cry and attacked with all his might. He landed two more blows that should have crippled or killed Sombra, but were merely pushed out of the shadow pony’s body by either some bizarre quirk of physiology and/or dark magic. By the end of the volley of attacks and counter attacks, Dark Watch was trembling with exertion and fear.
If anything, Sombra appear only to be merely slightly winded, but his magic appeared undrained and even stronger than when they had begun the fight, glowing in his unnatural red crystal eyes behind the hideous green overlay, expelling lavender mists at their edges."
The heat is no fun, even up here in the North it can get pretty draining. But now I have more fun things to read, my reading list was getting empty with all the catching up I was doing.