Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141025230340/@comment-25344655-20141101211426

Glosur stared at the beast in front of him, and he knew now, that he must reveal himself. His eyes lit up orange like the roaring fires of the forges. He then sprinted up to the dragon with speeds uncountable, slicing through wraiths as he went. Eureka looked at his questionably, but Glosur stared at him and said in a voice with power that seemed to shake the ground below him.

"You go deal with the Necromancer, I will deal with the Dragon, GO!"

Glosur seemed to grow in size as the dragon blasted forth a wave of purple flame, Glosur drew his axe and thrust it forth, an orb of orange light enveloped Glosur and the free peoples, the fire enveloped the orb and when it dispersed the dragon reared in surprise that not one man, dwarf, or elf was injured. Pallando was occupied at protecting the free peoples, while Glosur was fighting the Dragon, with a force that rivaled the great warriors of old. Glosur had dealt great damage to the dragon. But with great damage to himself and the surrounding regions. He knew he could not kill this beast without using magic. So he quickly grabbed the dragon's neck and launched into the air, muttering powerful spells, when suddenly a great orange pulse surrounded them both, it was a battle of godly preportions, with fire and magic. The battle lasted five days and five nights. and on the sixth day an explosion rocked Arda to the core, and a being fell towards the ground, it was Glosur! When he hit the ground a quick white pulse saved him from dying, but e was badly wounded. The last he saw before shadows consumed him was Dol Guldur in a great magical battle and the free peoples fighting the wraiths.

(I know I was a bit op in this but it will have its consequences in the future and this is the only chapter of me being op.)