Darkluster: the Beginning of the End



DARKLUSTER: THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Prologue:

Sarius tightened his grip around the crossbow. The stock was cold and smooth in his hand. The roof beneath his feet was damp and chilly, the wind was cold and carried a hint of snow. Below him, footsteps echoed on the cobblestones, cutting through the crisp night air. Sarius lined up the sights with the shadow figure that had come into view below. He cranked the winch and the steel bolt slid into place. He raised the crossbow. The figure was directly below him. Sarius’ finger played with the trigger… and squeezed. The bolt whistled downward into the night air. The figure turned... and released a Fire Surge that melted the bolt to nothing and sped toward Sarius. The would-be asssasin scrambled away from the edge of the roof to no avail. The flmes struck and a shockwave threw him

To be continued...