The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Four: The Choice of the Mother - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Four: The Choice of the Mother

... man said. “Your mom for the—” The air warped about the man and he disappeared and then reappeared five feet away as one of Fumi's arrows streaked through the air. The man smiled, his staff crackling with black energy. “I was so glad that was your answer.” “You can't cast spells in here,” Fatima shrugged. “You can just teleport about with that staff.” “Witchcraft is hardly the only form of powers. The very air is alive with power. The natural world is all around us, and it brims with energy.” The air around them danced and rippled. Kyle tensed, holding his sword up. “It remembers what had once existed here. Before men had bulldozed this land and built this building. Nature remembers.” The building began to dissolve around Kyle, trees sprouting up from the ground, towering up and up, the ground rippling as curves and mounds appeared. The school faded and Kyle stood in a pristine wood. And everyone else had vanished. “Shit.” He looked around, trying to see anything but thick ferns and towering pine trees. Birds chirped in the trees, a deer and her fawn walked past in the brush, and mosquitoes hummed in the air. Sunlight streamed down through the dense canopy. He stepped back and something brushed his shoulder. He whirled to see a tree branch touching his arm. He took two steps back, his entire body tensed. He reached into the earth, trying to sense where every had gone through the vibrations they made. He sensed only animals. The blow struck him from behind, cracking across his ...

... back and driving him to his feet. Pain flared and he coughed. His sword went skittering into the underbrush. He threw a look over his shoulder. No one was behind him. The second blow caught him in the side. His ribs cracked and pain flared. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fumi watched in amazement as Kyle, Britney, and Fatima all whirled about in confusion, then stumbled about in different directions. “What the fuck is going on?” Fatima demanded, whirling about, her spear almost cutting into Fumi's side. “Where did all these trees come from?” “Trees?” Fumi asked. They were still in the hallway, the currents of air painting the walls bright green. Britney drifted down a different corridor, her body in a low crouch as she hissed and swung. Kyle was nearby and she reached out to touch him. He jumped at her touch, whirling around and backpedaling. “What is going on?” she demanded. The man's struck Kyle with his staff, knocking her husband to the ground, Kyle's sword falling from his grip. Then the man cracked the staff into Kyle side, throwing him back. Kyle didn't seem to defend himself, looking around in bewilderment. He cast some sort of illusion. Fumi drew her bow and fired an arrow at the man. The air distorted and her arrow passed through nothing. Then the man was standing down the hallway. She change her aim, firing a second time but he teleported again before her arrow could reach him. “You can see through it?” the man asked in surprise. “I'm blind. I can't see anything.” ...