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Flynn

SL64 - 24 VGR - 18 ATT - 16 END - 27 VIT - 31 STR - 12 DEX - 9 INT - 9 FTH - 7 LCK

Resa

SL64 - 16 VGR - 22 ATT - 13 END - 18 VIT - 12 STR - 21 DEX - 10 INT - 30 FTH - 11 LCK

Resa

We needed to save Siegward...that was our top priority now. Yhorm would have to come after that, but Yhorm wouldn't matter if the only one that could slay him was trapped in a cell. However, that left a lot of open questions. We had to find how to get to Siegward first, and then deal with any mechanisms that were put in place to keep him there...of which there were at least shackles. Worst of all, we were now back where we started at the beginning of the jail, which meant we had to trudge through everything we'd already been through before we could make any sort of forward progress. Flynn pointed out while we rested at the bonfire that there had been a tunnel past the giant...that at least gave us a starting point.

Getting back to where we'd been wasn't awful...we knew what to expect, where to expect it, and how best to defeat it. The jailers were predictable and everything else didn't pose much of a challenge to us, so we quickly made it through the jail. I was pleasantly surprised to see that the giant was no longer there when we returned, the sheer cliffside awkwardly empty without the gargantuan beast filling it. As Flynn had pointed out, there was indeed a tunnel on the far end of the room that continued further past the jail, letting us explore further than we had before. We were attacked by a host of rats once we got over there, which Flynn dispatched easily.

The tunnel looked to be part of a sewer system, a thin layer of putrid water running along the bottom. We continued down it, eventually seeing several sets of stairs at what appeared to be the back...another dead end yet again. At the end, however, were two chests...perhaps that would give us a clue.

We'd learned our lesson about chests...they weren't always what they seemed. I plunged my dagger into the right one, relieved when it didn't grow fangs and attack us. I opened the lid, finding a single iron key, very simplistic in its design. I handed it over to Flynn, who forever had been our keyholder...there was a chance that that might be connected to getting Siegward out, and I didn't want to lose that opportunity.

As soon as I attacked the other chest, it erupted in an explosion of flesh and teeth, sinewy appendages sprouting from the base of the chest while a row of jagged teeth lined the edge of the box. I steeled myself while Flynn drew forth both his weapons, both of us ready to fight. The chest lunged at us first, jaws clamping shut on thin air, and we both counterattacked, hammer, sword, blade, and dagger all working in a grandiose quartet, an onslaught of pain too great for most entities to sustain. The chest tried to continue attacking, but there was little it could do. When it fell, it left behind a small ring. The ring was shaped like a talon, three claws on top and one on the bottom, and in the center was a well-cut purple gem that seemed to emanate a cruel presence.

As soon as Flynn saw the ring he started rifling through his belongings. 'That reminds me...I saw a ring when I was playing dead while you fended off the Pontiff...seems more like your thing than mine.' In his hand was a simple golden band.

I already wore four rings...the flowered one we found in the Settlement, the one Irina gave us, the one we found in the mausoleum, and the one I'd found near the Braille tome. Flynn, however, only had three...the ring we got from fighting the demon in the swamp, one from fighting a giant crab, and the one that let him speak to Quelaan. I couldn't wear a fifth...my hands already felt clunky as they were, but Flynn could certainly take a fourth. 'Are you sure? Keep it...I have enough.'

He shook his head. 'I feel energy coming from this...the same kind of energy your miracles give off. Trust me...this isn't meant for me.' He was more forceful this time, placing it directly in my hand rather than simply offering it. When he did, I could sense exactly what he was talking about...the ring I'd found near the Braille tome gave of a similar energy, except this new one was far stronger.

'Okay...but you can at least keep one of mine, at least for now.' I traded the rings out, opting for what seemed to be the more powerful one, extending the older one to Flynn. 'I don't know if it will help you in the slightest, but it can't hurt.' He agreed to that much, putting on the ring. I figured it would do nothing for him...we found it next to miracles, and he knew none...but it was better than nothing. I put away the claw-like ring that we picked up, willing to guess that it would do even less for us than nothing.

When we turned around to leave, we weren't alone...far from it. Lizards had appeared, the same ones that attacked us on the Road, as well as the sewers oh-so-long ago...I hated these. Even worse, we were backed into a corner, and couldn't run to escape their gaseous clouds if we needed to. All ten eyes from five creatures were intensely trained on us, but they hadn't engaged yet...but I had no doubt it was imminent.

I threw a lightning spear at the furthest one, the power from this new ring coursing through me as I did so. I could feel my miracles grow in strength, even more than the previous ring did...and it felt good. Flynn ran up to one with both weapons out, smashing his hammer down onto it before plunging his sword in its back.

As we slaughtered them, however, one near the back had escaped us thus far, and began its counterattack. Thick gas poured from its mouth, an act followed by another surviving lizard, the space around us now a dusty gray. I could feel myself tensing, gray crystals forming on my skin the longer I stayed in this cloud. I ran out as fast as I could, my mobility so impaired that I tumbled down the stairs rather than walk down them...but I was alive, at least for now.

Flynn had already made it out, hurling a fireball into the cloud that ignited two more of the lizards, leaving only one remaining. It stayed back, content to hide within its deadly cloud rather than brazenly fight to its death. Flynn solved the issue with another fireball, leaving us empty in the room. As soon as we were clear of danger he rushed over to me, kneeling down. 'Are you alright?'

I nodded...I was getting better. 'Just give me a minute...I was in there for a bit too long.' The crystals never stayed for too long once you were out of the cloud, and I could already feel them flake and peel away. After a minute or so of waiting I was back on my feet, ready to keep going. While I was down I had spotted a break in the tunnel walls, perhaps another way to keep going forward, another way to free Siegward.

Several rats attacked us as we went through, though nothing we were ill-equipped to handle. The next room we entered seemed like we were back in the jail proper, the natural stone walls now replaced by fine-laid brick, and the familiar dampness that seemed to coat the place was back. The room we were in had a single exit, and I could already hear movement from the other side. I peeked out, worried about just what we might be up against...as soon as I got a glimpse, I immediately looked away.

'Probably ten of them...the jailers.'

That took Flynn back, just as it had me. 'How are they armed?'

'All with lanterns...I don't like this.'

Flynn put away his hammer, leaving his sword in his off hand while he unfurled his pyromancy flame. 'They can weaken us, but...hopefully they can't kill us with those lanterns. If we can take them down from a distance, maybe we stand a chance.'

'But...we're going to be so weakened. Are we even going to be able to move?'

He shook his head. 'I don't know. I hope so, but I'm guessing it won't be easy. However, unless you know another way forward that you'd like to share, we don't get much of a choice.'

'You're right...let's go.'

Flynn was the first to go out, instantly hurling a fireball towards the center of the cluster. It was hard to tell just how many there were, but the eruption had to at least hit five of them...but more came. As the flames faded I saw the collective glow of their lanterns shift to red...and then my entire world went to black.

The pain was indescribable...it was like I was on the verge of dying, constantly, and every second I drew closer to that death. I could barely see, my vision blackened and hazy, and I barely had the mental bandwidth to focus on what I could see. Even if I could focus, my arms and legs were like leaves in the wind...I'm pretty sure I fell down as soon as the lanterns shifted, unprepared for just how bad it would be. I crawled my way to my feet, no idea where Flynn was, but knowing that he had to be alive. I didn't want to throw a lightning spear...if I accidentally hit him, it would be the end of both of us.

'Resa?'

I heard him somewhere to my left...or at least I think I did. 'Flynn?'

He didn't respond, but I saw a bloom of fire arc across my clouded vision, erupting near where I thought the jailers were. Everything was so black, so dark...it was hard to tell just what was happening.

My vision readjusted...it wasn't black because of my vision, but because a jailer had broken off from the pack, walking towards me. The flaming hot iron was in its hand, the orange glow breaking the blackened mass walking towards me. I was still on the ground, far too weak to be able to get up at the moment. I crawled backwards, barely outpacing it, until I felt my back run into the damp walls behind me.

'Help!' I pulled out my talisman, not knowing just how close the figure was to me, but not really caring. I fired off a single lightning spear before proceeding to roll out of the way, my mind reeling from performing little more than a roll. I looked around wildly, throwing another lightning spear at the approaching black mass, and then a third...I threw a fourth to make sure, but I was fairly confident the third had done it in.

I heard another explosion somewhere else in the room, helping me reorient myself if nothing else. I called out for Flynn again, unable to distinguish between his black armor and the dark walls surrounding me. Once I knew where he was I pushed myself back up against the back wall, sliding along until I was in the corner of the room...I knew where I was now, which helped, if only a little. There wasn't much I could do, though...my vision was still too clouded to see the jailers, if any were still alive, and my lightning spears required at least some level of accuracy.

I'm pretty sure Flynn didn't know if they were dead yet, either, fireball after fireball soaring through the air, until eventually they came to an abrupt halt...I could only assume he had run out of magical energy. I decided to test things...see if perhaps we were in the clear. I cast my healing miracle on myself...and everything became clear once again.

There were small fires everywhere, all tied in some way to one of the jailers, which had this point been reduced to little more than ashes. I cast a second miracle on Flynn, bringing him back from the brink of death as well...we were alive. We made it.

'Can we agree not to die until we find another bonfire? I'm not walking through here again.'

I nodded. 'You're the one that has trouble playing it safe, not me. If you promise to survive, I will too.'

From somewhere else in this room, or one of its outlets, I heard a third voice. 'If you're looking for a bonfire, there's one up ahead.'

I immediately pulled out my blades. 'Who's there.'

The lilting voice continued, its location masked by the complicated structure of this room 'Oh, just little old me. I won't harm you from behind this cell...unless you want me to, of course.'

Flynn was moving towards the voice as we continued the conversation, honing in on its location. I followed him, ready to strike if that was what was necessary. Eventually we found her, one final jailer guarding the entrance to her cell that we quickly disposed off. Beyond the iron bars appeared to be some sort of witch...black robes, black hat, really looking like little more than a lump of fabric on the ground.

'Ah, I see you've found me. I'm Karla.'

I narrowed my eyes. 'And what do you want?'

She leaned back in her cell, letting out a sigh. 'Getting out of this birdcage would be a start, really. If you're talking about after that I'll have to admit, I haven't given it much thought. I could be of use, if that helps sweeten the deal.'

Flynn interjected. 'You were talking about a bonfire. How do you know there's one ahead?'

She laughed. 'Well, I guess I don't know for certain, but some galumphing fool made his way through here not long ago and never came back...I can only guess he found a bonfire.'

That must have been Siegward...as much as it pained me to accept it, the description was almost certainly a match. 'He was captured by the jailers...I don't think he found a bonfire.' However, that did tell us one crucial piece of information - the entrance to his cell was ahead of us, not behind.

'Well he did avoid as many as he could, goodness knows they need all of their forces here just to make sure I don't escape. I'm quite certain two or three chased after him...sounds like they caught him.'

I still didn't trust this woman...every thing she said put me on edge. I knew she was telling the truth, or at least I hoped she was...but it felt like she was hiding twice as much as she was saying. 'And why are you so dangerous that you need ten jailers outside your door?'

Karla cackled. 'I'm a practicer of the darker side of sorceries...there's much to be learned there. People don't trust us heretics, always think we're up to no good...I suppose that's because we normally are. People are aware of most sorceries and their effects, but dark sorceries? People have no idea. They probably think I can 'poof' to the other side of this door and kill all of them with a snap of my fingers. You need security when you're afraid.'

Flynn crossed his arms over his chest. 'And can you do that?'

'The first half, no. The second half...well, I am out of practice.' A smug grin seemed to rest on her face, the only thing I could see beyond the brim of her hat.

'So why should we release you? That is what you want, isn't it? To be set free?'

'Oh I would love to be free of these confines, yes. As to why...I can teach you, both of you. I smell the stench of magic in each of you, which means there is something I can teach you that you do not know. Whether you want to admit it or not, one...or both...of you are curious. That's why you've kept talking to me.'

I shook my head. 'We're only here because we're looking for a friend, and you had information. That is all.'

Karla's smile widened as she raised her hand, shooing us away. 'Then you've gotten what you came for...walk away now little bird. I'm of no further use to you, it seems.'

Flynn immediately pivoted and walked away, as I followed him. I only made it about three steps though, a burning desire to know welling within me. Defeated, I walked back to the cell. 'Do you read Braille?'

Karla's smile grew from playful to sinister...she knew she had me. 'Ah, I see you practice miracles. There are few miracles steeped in darkness, but the ones that do exist are quite powerful. To answer your question, however...yes. I do.'

I looked at my brother, sadness across my features. 'Flynn...where's the key.'

He shook his head. 'Resa you can't be serious. You? A Warrior of Sunlight?'

'Flynn...give me the key. We can free her if nothing else...it's the right thing to do. I need to think about if I want to use her...other services.' This last part was directed to Karla rather than my brother.

Flynn pulled out the key, trying it on the locked door...it didn't fit. Karla let out a playful sigh. 'Oh well, guess I'm trapped here for a bit longer.'

I scowled...though she had been useful, her attitude certainly was grinding on me. I pulled out the miracle tome we'd found in the Cathedral, riddled with ratty and unkempt pages. 'We'll look for a key...at least I will. In the meantime, here's this. Read it if you'd like.' I tossed the book through the bars of the cell, which was quickly snatched up.

'Oh lovely, something to keep me occupied. I'll give it a look...I expect you to use something from it. Miracles are revolting...my least favorite of all the magics. If you're going to subject me to reading this drivel, at least promise to make it worth my while.'

I rolled my eyes. 'Fine. Whether or not we find a key, I'll come back and learn one. Only one.'

Karla clapped her hands a couple times. 'Good enough. Now be on your way my fearless rescuers, I have reading to do.' She flipped open the cover of the book, clearly pretending to be deeply invested in the tome that I'd just given her.

The two of us walked away, walking beyond the confines of this room towards the direction Karla directed us. We were back outside now, the crumbling tower we saw in the distance now dead ahead of us. Our method of getting there looked to be a broken stone pillar that had fallen over, granting us passage.

I knew I wouldn't make it far until the questions came...we were only three steps past the room's exit before they started. 'Resa...I want to make sure that you're confident in what you're doing.'

I let out a sigh. 'I am, brother. Whether or not I use any miracle she teaches me, we should still free her. Are we in agreement on that?'

He nodded. 'Yes, but I'm not sure you should make deals with someone like her.'

I raised an eyebrow. 'Someone like her? You mean like Yuria?'

Again, he nodded. 'I'm speaking from experience here, as well as your brother. Dark people, shady people...they might promise you these grand gifts of power and glory, and it might sound so tantalizing that you can't ignore it. However, all they want is power for themselves. I'm worried about what happens after Karla gets freed...if she continues to press you to learn dark miracles until that's all you do.'

His fear was reasonable, especially given his interactions with Yuria. 'Even if I do learn a single miracle from her, I made no assurance that I would use it even once. I'll only learn what I want, and if you want to be beside me as a second voice of reason whenever I talk to Karla, I have no issues with that. I'd be in favor of that, in fact.'

That seemed to put his mind at ease. 'Okay...that's all I needed to hear.'

I looked up, immediately taking a few cautious steps backwards and drawing my weapons. 'That's good, because I think we've got company.'

Flying towards us at an alarming rate was a gargoyle, but not one even remotely similar to the one we fought at the Undead church ages ago. Rather than the fine construction of that ancient gargoyle this one looked crude in comparison...bulky wings and body, and I wasn't even sure its head was still attached. In its hand was a massive spear that it held in two hands, the tip of which was angled directly towards us as it careened towards the dilapidated pillar we were walking on.

Flynn and I both dove backwards as an eruption of stone roared to life where the gargoyle slammed into the ground, its spear wedging deep into the ground. Flynn and I both scrambled to our feet while it pulled its spear from the ground, the fight now beginning in earnest.

Flynn rushed forward, slamming his hammer into the beast's wing only for it to bounce off harmlessly, the stony appendage barely even looking damaged by what was assuredly a sound blow. Flynn tried again several more times, each time meeting a steadfast defense...we needed another way in, and we needed to figure out what that was fast. Pyromancies weren't an option, as we hadn't found a bonfire since our run in with the horde of jailers, and I doubted I could weave a lightning spear through...and even if I did, I doubted its effectiveness.

I decided to make our way in. I ran in past Flynn and slid under its wings, finding myself in a pocket of darkness - wings behind me, chest in front of me, and shoulders above. I did the only thing I could do from here and began slashing at its chest, my blades doing little against its rocky hide...but I could feel myself making headway, however slow it was.

Suddenly light filled my vision, its wings unfurling to full width, right as its spear fell down on top of me. I didn't see it coming in time to dodge it, but I certainly felt it as the tip skewered me in the side of the chest. The hole grew wider as the thicker end of spear approached me, practically ripping me in two.

I felt the spear plant into the ground behind me, pinning me in place for the time being. I grabbed for my talisman and cast my healing miracle on myself, solely to stay stable in the immediate future. Flynn fought back while he had the opening, ducking into the space between its wings and slamming his hammer into its chest. That certainly seemed to leave a mark, the gargoyle staggering backwards from the blow, the side of which being that the spear was no longer stuck in my chest. My wounds immediately started to close up as an aftereffect of the miracle, and within seconds I was back on my feet.

I backed up now...I couldn't take that kind of blow again, at least not reliably. Flynn could, however, and in fact did...several times. He traded out his sword for a shield, taking the destructive blows of the gargoyle time after time, not once even flinching. I dedicated myself to keeping him alive, restoring his wounds whenever he didn't perfectly avoid the spear. This gave him the room he needed to continue wailing on the gargoyle, Vordt's hammer slowly but methodically breaking away at its chest. By the time it eventually fell, however, I had completely drained my ashen flask...there wasn't much more that I could provide him.

We needed to find a bonfire, and soon. I scanned the crumbling tower, breathing out a sigh of relief when I saw the telltale twisted sword hiding amidst its upper balcony. I pointed it out to Flynn, and we set our course for the tower. Several ladders had been erected to help us get where we needed to go, one dropping us down to the tower's lowest floor while another helped us climb up to where we needed to go. Once I was up there Flynn had already lit the flame, taking a rest in the ruins around it. I took a seat beside him, leaning back on splintered wood and simply closing my eyes...we were safe once again.

Once we were ready to leave, however, there was still a burning question in my mind...how to find Siegward. We had a rough idea as to where his cell was, since we'd just come from the jail, but we had to find a way to get back there. Flynn and I descended the ladder, returning back down to the ground floor of the tower, searching for a way back. The tower was barely standing as it was with numerous holes and pockets along the exterior, meaning that it was nigh impossible to tell what was actually a way forward, as opposed to what was just broken.

'I think I found something!'

I rushed over to Flynn who had found one hole with ground beyond it...it was the best we'd found so far. 'Let's see where it takes us. Hopefully the right direction.'

When we jumped through the hole we were even lower than we were before, now somewhere in a darkened back alley. There was a staircase at the end of it...a staircase that led to nowhere, as it was. The last step dropped off to sheer nothingness, the most direct way back to the jail now a literal dead end. However, this alley extended in multiple directions...perhaps one of them would wrap around.

I had hope was we wandered around, seeing a wooden bridge rise up on the far end, leading into a stone building beyond it. We made our way towards there, nearly making it in until we heard the telltale sounds of a gargoyle swooping in, this one armed with a massive flaming hammer rather than a spear like the previous ones. We dealt with it in a similar manner to the previous one, and this time I knew my role...it wasn't the front lines. I kept back while Flynn ran at it head-on, keeping him alive while he traded blows with the gargoyle. Once it fell we continued on, moving into the building beyond.

As soon as we walked through the opening my nose was immediately assaulted by sewage, or perhaps something of a similar ilk. The scent here was abhorrent, borderline unbearable, somehow even worse than the swamp. Worst of all, I didn't know where it came from...nothing immediately seemed to be decomposing or decaying.

The hallways here were fairly cramped, only permitting one of us at a time, and they seemed to be as dilapidated as the rest of this area. Multiple times as we trekked through Flynn needed me to back up, the floor underneath us having crumbled long ago. As we moved forward the smell only got worse, to the point that I was gagging every couple of seconds just from being near whatever was the source of the stench.

I was soon to find the cause, this building depositing us onto a rickety wooden bridge, overlooking a horrific swamp that was certainly the cause of my distress. Now that I was directly above it it was even worse than before, but I kept my stomach in control for now...we'd done a complete turnaround from when we entered the building, meaning that ahead of us was the jail. If this wasn't the right way, it had to be close.

Beyond the swamp was a building several stories tall, somehow more put together than everything else around us. We had to get there, however, and I was concerned that even touching the putrid waters below us could be harmful if we stood there for too long. There were a few spots of land that rose up above the water level that might grant us safe passage...but there were also the hideous, spider-like creatures that we saw in the sewers of the Boreal Valley, lying in wait for us even here. Getting to safe ground wouldn't be easy, but we at least had to try.

Flynn looked towards me. 'What's our plan of attack here?'

I pointed to what I thought was the best path - one patch of ground was almost right below the bridge, and there was another close to the building. I saw a ladder scaling up to the second story of the building...I'd lost all sense of depth to know if we were above or below Siegward's cell right now, but my guess was that we were low. That, combined with the fact that I didn't see an easy entrance to the ground floor, meant we'd scope out the second floor first and look around for more if we needed to.

I went ahead and pulled out my talisman, executing a few of the spiders with lightning before we even landed, hoping to make our dash to safety as painless as possible. Once our path was as clear as it was going to get, I made the jump, praying that it would end favorably.

As soon as I hit the ground I broke into a mad dash, finding the waters quite viscous and covering a thick layer of mud, sending my movement to a screeching halt. The water was, in fact, toxic - I could feel it eating away at my armor as soon as I began trudging through it, only serving to compel my legs to move as fast as possible. I put all my energy into my legs, forcing myself to make the distance to the second pocket of land, and thus safety.

I'd missed a spider that had hid itself exceptionally well underneath the waters, only now making itself known as it leapt into the air, descending upon me. I dodged out of the way, momentarily going invisible as I reached for my twin blades, going invisible again as I repositioned myself behind it, plunging both weapons into its back as it squealed in pain. It tried to retreat but I wouldn't have it, thrusting my hand forward as Sirris' dagger flew forth, wrapping around one of its many legs as I reeled it back in, landing the killing blow on it with my remaining sword. I didn't use the dagger often now but I had opted to secure the rope tightly around my wrist, giving me a sort of anchor if I needed...at the cost of not being able to let go in an instant. I could still cut the rope though, and had no doubt that I would need to, but I'd rather handle two situations adequately rather than one well and one poorly. I untangled my dagger from its legs just as Flynn made it to the land, lagging behind me due to his heavier armor and my head start.

I could hear movement from inside the building...movements of large and lumbering creatures, far different from the spiders around us. We took a short break here, making sure that all of the water was free of our skin and armor before we descended into it once again. Once we did go I went first once more, the second leg of our journey to safety much shorter and uneventful than the first. Once we were on solid, non-deadly ground I quickly ascended the ladder, climbing up to the second story of the building.

The lumbering movements were louder up here, evidence that we were only drawing closer to whoever, or whatever, was lying in wait. We were still outside the building at the moment, standing on a ledge that wrapped around the front of it. We didn't have enough room here for Flynn to get in front of me, so I continued forward, both swords ready to slash at the first thing I saw move. I rounded the corner, moving from the side of the building to the front...still nothing. I could see an empty doorway to my right that led into the building, where I was positive the sounds came from. I slowed my steps down to little more than a crawl, trying to avoid detection if at all possible...whatever was in there wasn't moving much, and from this distance I heard little more than its breathing.

When I lunged out from around the corner, the only thing there was...asleep. It was lying on the ground with its back to me, but it looked to be some sort of quadrupedal creature, gray and hairless all over. Something was odd about its face, but I couldn't tell exactly what given that it was turned away from me, and it was so close to the wall that inspecting it wasn't going to be feasible.

I turned around to Flynn, holding a finger up to my mouth. We'd avoid that if all possible, and try to keep from rousing it from its slumber. There was still more to this balcony here, and as we followed further it led up to a stairway. As soon as we were a few paces away I quickened my steps, trying to get clear of the unknown creature before we caused any more harm. As we rose up the stairway we grew to become level with the roof of the building, continuing even higher. At the far end was a hallway that led into the far wall of the overall room that we were in, still facing towards the side nearest the jail. My hopes rose the higher we climbed...perhaps this would be where they kept Siegward .

Eventually we reached the peak of the stairs, already deep into the hallway now. It made a sharp turn to the left, a plethora of bent and broken metal bars to our right. Outside was a familiar scene, but not from this angle...this was the pit where we fought the giant. We'd rested since then, so the horde of rats was out in earnest once more, but it was unmistakably the same place. That meant, based on our height, that Siegward was right below us.

'We're too high up...we're close though, just not quite in the right place.'

Flynn nodded, searching the area. 'Maybe there's some hidden door he's trapped in. You never know around here.'

It was a fair point, and I didn't plan on giving up so easily anyways. I scoured the rest of the hallway, pushing and stepping on every brick that looked out of place...nothing. When I got to the far end, however, I did see something of note...perhaps helpful.

'Keys. No way to tell whose.' Rather than a singular one, this was a whole ring of them, three in total. Flynn came over and I handed them to him...we had four keys now, and only knew of two locks we needed open. It only served to open more questions than it did close them.

We continued searching the area, trying everything we could possibly think of...nothing. 'There has to be some other way in, some secret entrance. I don't think it's here...but I think we've been found.' Marching towards us were two jailers, albeit far different from the jailers we were accustomed to. There were two of them, each garbed in pristine white robes, rather than the black that all the others had been wearing. Like all the others, however, they carried lanterns in their hands...lanterns that were quickly shifting to red.

I ran forward, breaking this up before it could well and truly start. I ran between the two of them, clipping each with a blade as I ran past. I turned about afterwards, swiftly plunging both weapons into its back and raking them outwards, twin streams of blood soiling its other clean garments. It tried to spin around and counterattack but it was predictable at this point and I dodged away, closing the distance with an invisible roll to put myself behind it once more, two more cuts being all it took to take it out.

I wasn't fast enough to keep the second one from draining us with its lantern, but Flynn was fast enough to keep it from acting upon that. His sword smashed into it from the front, following up with a slam from Vordt's hammer. As he got ready to thrust his sword forward it burst into flames, looking very similar to how it did when Sulyvahn wielded it. As the blade sliced through its stomach a ring of charred clothing formed around the incision, no doubt also burning the jailer from the inside out. When he pulled his sword out smoke billowed from the wound, the jailer falling dead on the ground. 'Huh...that's new.'

'Did you do anything different?'

He shook his head, looking at the sword. It had already lost its wreath of flames, once again little more than a large sword. 'It just...happened. Feels like it pulled from my magic reserves, though, so I'm going to avoid using it too often.'

I shrugged. 'Fair enough...nice to know it can do that, though.'

My brother nodded. 'Yeah...ready to head back?'

I nodded, following Flynn out of the hallway and back to the building. We didn't make it far out of the hallway until it was clear more trouble was following us. We'd somehow managed to miss him on the rooftops earlier, but a spellcaster was standing there, locking eyes with me as soon as we were outside. In one hand was a hammer similar in shape to the one the massive gargoyles used, though this was sized to an undead. It seemed to work as a sorcery catalyst, however, a half-ring of floating sorceric orbs appearing above his shoulders. One by one they started floating towards us, homing in as we moved...we needed to run.

Flynn ran down the stairs, holding up his shield as the first one crashed into him. I knew from experience that that shield wouldn't absorb the entire blow, only lessen it. More still flew towards both of us and I ran forward, leaping onto the rooftops as two homed in on me. One crashed into the steeple one the roof, harmlessly exploding against the stone interior. I continued circling around the steeple as the other chased me, unable to shake it. It hit me once I'd made almost a full rotation, staggering me for just a bit.

Unfortunately, that time was long enough. The sorcerer cast a much more powerful spell, a massive lance of souls flying straight towards me while I was too incapacitated to react. When it hit me I flew backwards, completely unaware of the fact that the front of the steeple was open. I went into freefall for a few seconds, landing on my back with a force strong enough to knock the wind from my lungs.

Before I'd even gotten up I heard movement...and I knew what it was. I quickly scrambled to my feet, noticing that I was on some sort of pedestal in the center of the room, high enough up to avoid anything. However, my fall had awoken the beast as it lumbered back to consciousness...and my god was it hideous. It didn't have a face, at least not in the classical sensexE2x80安here one should be was a massive hand, with five, maybe six fingers...I didn't really want to stare long enough to count them. Each finger had multiple suction-cup like things on it, meaning that if I so much as got caught by its hand...face...thing, I doubted I would get up.

I looked around where I'd fallen, feeling like I'd fallen on top of something. When I looked down I saw a scroll in a dialect I could read...it was a miracle. The massive beast was slow to get up, and even if it did get up I doubted it could get to me in my current position. Best have all the tools at my disposal as possible.

As I set to reading the miracle, I found out that I recognized it...in fact, I'd used it many times before. It was Wrath of the Gods, capable of emitting such a shockwave that it pushed friend and foe alike backwards. Against something like this where I didn't want to dare being too close, it would almost certainly come in hand. I was strained, however, on how many miracles I could keep in my head at once, and I remembered Wrath of the Gods being particularly taxing the first time I'd learned it. I gave up on holding onto Replenishment for the time being...while it had been useful, I doubted a slow restoration was going to help against something that could instantly devour me. Once I was confident that I'd figured out how to perform the miracle, I tucked away the scroll.

Above me I heard an explosion...I was hopeful that it was one of Flynn's fireballs, but there was always the chance that it was a sorcery. My worries were abated, however, as I looked through the front door of the building, seeing the charred husk of the sorcerer fall to the poisonous swamp below. It seems Flynn had dealt with the sorcerer on his own...which was good, because I really didn't want to fight this behemoth on my own. 'A little help down here would be great!'

A short pause. 'It woke up?'

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'It woke up.'

'Coming!'

I could hear him thumping down the staircase, the massive behemoth now swiping at the pillar I was standing on, but its arms and legs didn't seem particularly deadly...it was really only its face I was concerned about, as well as its sheer mass and volume.

Flynn made it to the front door of the building, shield and hammer at the ready, but I could tell he was as astonished at the creature as I was, visibly recoiling from the sight. That didn't stop him though...not Flynn. After the shock had faded a fireball immediately flew towards the beast, catching it in the back of its...hand. I didn't know if it could even roar but it certainly seemed to, some ungodly noise erupting from deep in its body as it turned around to Flynn, charging towards him.

It was dumb...we had that we could rely on. I threw a lighting spear at it, deciding to always have my talisman in my hand against this thing, or others like it...just in case I needed a way out. The lightning spear was enough to make it turn course again, this time curling up its fingers into a fist-like shape and slamming into the pillar I was standing on. It was enough to set me off balance, but not quite knock me over.

The second one, however, was more than enough. I tumbled behind the pillar, trying to get to my feet as quickly as possible while I heard the thunderous footsteps encroach on me. I immediately let out my first Wrath of the Gods, the familiar shell of force building around me before unleashing in a radial burst, sending the behemoth staggering backwards. I took the time to scramble to my feet, running away and back towards Flynn while the beast recovered.

'How long have you had that?'

I shrugged, still steeling my defense as it ran towards us. 'Oh, about thirty seconds, give or take. Quite convenient.'

'Warn me before you set it off again. I'd rather not be caught in it as well.'

'I make no promises.' We both dodged to the side as the beast rammed into us, and I followed up by cutting at its back legs. It had two weaknesses - it was very slow, and even dumber. It didn't know the first thing about battle tactics, only that it could crush us, or devour us, if it got close to us. It threw its weight at me, back crashing down onto the ground, but I nimbly rolled away before I was ever in danger, continuing to slash at it while I had the opportunity. I wove in the occasional lightning spear when I could, always topping myself off with my ashen flask to make sure I could act defensively when I needed to.

While the beast wasn't smart, it certainly made up for that by being nigh indestructible. The two of us attacked it for what felt like days, getting into a rhythm of dodging, attacking, and backing away. Through all that time it never once changed tactics, always using the same familiar moves...though it was grueling, it certainly wasn't difficult.

The rhythm continued as I rolled out of the way moments before it crashed onto the ground where I had been...except this time it changed its pace. Rather than standing back up it stayed down, rolling around on the ground right where I was. I'd grown complacent, lazy...I didn't see it coming, and didn't know how to react when it did something different. Before I knew it I was on the ground once more, the massive creature rolling over on top of me. Before I could get up from the ground it was standing on top of me, face dangerously close to mine, and drawing closer.

Defense. I crossed my arms as the shell of force appeared around me, erupting a moment later. Given that the beast was right on top of me this sent it flying into the air, giving me the time I needed to roll way before it hit the ground with a slam, face-first. I climbed on top of its back, my feet on its shoulders as I repeatedly plunged my blade into its back, deadly strikes a class above the nicks and scrapes that I'd had time to deal it before. Once it started to try to throw me off I arced forward, charging Wrath of the Gods once more. It lunged forward, seeing prey a hair's breadth away from its head...but prey it would not find. The eruption sent it flying backwards crashing into the front wall of the building. A fireball arced from overhead as I threw a lightning spear at the beast...it never got back up.

I let out a sigh of relief...it was dead. With it gone, that meant we could explore this area, assuming that nothing else was here to ambush us. As we did, we at least found a way back, a wall blown out of the back of the building that took us to the original dark alley that set us on this path. However, certainly now path to Siegward, hidden or otherwise...it had to be somewhere.

I went back up to the roof, hoping to find something. We knew he was fairly high up, given where the staircase took us, and I was hoping to avoid reaching the first floor of the building if at all possible...I heard more lumbering movements from down there, and I wasn't sure I had enough magic in reserve to fend off another one of those behemoths.

Eventually I found something, however minute it was - most of the windows on the far wall were hidden behind iron bars, but one in particular had the bars busted and warped out of the way, providing a potential way in. It would be a jump, but nothing either of us couldn't manage. I pointed it out to Flynn, motioning him over. 'Willing to give it a try?'

He shrugged. 'I don't see why not. If it's wrong, we turn back around and look for somewhere else. I'll go first...just in case.'

He made the leap, crashing down on the far side. 'There's a stairway over here...looks promising. You should get over.'

I did, making the jump with ease. Flynn was already ascending the staircase, and I followed him up. It seemed to wind in the right direction towards where I thought Siegward would be, my sense of direction a little lost the further we went.

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At the top, however, I let out a sigh of relief...it was him. There was a metal door barring our way, but Flynn was already cycling through the keys we'd acquired, eventually finding one that fit. The sound of the lock clunking open was the most satisfying noise I'd heard in a long while, as we walked to Siegward. He'd fallen asleep since we last saw him, and I gently shook him to his senses.

He tried to paw at us, likely thinking we were jailers, but the shackles they had him in kept him from doing much. 'Shoo, shoo, I have no quarrel with...oh...you came for me.'

I gave a soft smile. 'Of course we did. Why wouldn't we?'

Flynn tried the key again, finding that it also unlocked his shackles, finally setting him free. On the far side of the cell must have been the Storm Ruler...it was a truly incredible weapon. At the bottom of its hilt was a crescent moon, giving the sword an oddly weighted appearance, despite the impressively long blade. Siegward walked over and hefted it up, slinging it over his shoulder. 'Well, I suppose you have already come to my aid one...no two, perhaps even three times already. I suppose I owe you my gratitude. I have something nearby...it's very precious, and I didn't want the jailers to get their hands on it. If you'll give me the opportunity, I wish to give it to you.'

Flynn cocked his head. 'Siegward, you don't owe us anything. You said it yourself - you're the only one that can hope to face Yhorm, which is where we intend to go next. Hopefully the three of us working together can hope to face him.'

Yhorm waved his hand. 'Nonsense, I do not see accompanying you into what could very well be slaughter a suitable reward. No, I've been saving a slab of titanite, hoping to use it on a weapon soon...but I feel it is better put in your hands. The Storm Ruler cannot use it, unfortunately...it grows stronger from a different vein of titanite, '

At this, Flynn didn't object...he certainly loved titanite, after all. I gave him a polite bow of appreciation. 'I agree with Flynn in that you owe us nothing for this, but we are grateful that you are willing to offer us something so precious.'

Siegward nodded. 'Grand. Now, unless anyone has any objections, I do believe we have a surprise meeting with a Lord of Cinder.'

The Great Lightning Spear Miracle is one of the many Magical spells found in Dark Souls 3.

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Description[edit]

Primal account of Lightning Spear, which tells of an ancestral dragonslayer.

Hurls a giant lightning spear.

Gwyn, the First Lord, slew dragons with his sunlight spear, a tradition upheld by his firstborn and the greatspear he wielded.

Much of this resplendent tale of father and son, while epic, remains tragically untold.

Use[edit]

Hurls a massive bolt of lightning at your target.

Location[edit]

This spell is a reward for being a member of the Warriors of Sunlight Covenant. You must trade in 30 Sunlight Medal to the Altar of Sunlight to obtain it.

Stats and Requirements
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• FP Cost: 38
• Slots Used: 1