“If I play my cards right...”
Wild Bill Hickok* #quote
Yeah I'd bet you'd like to know something about what I did today.
That's what I do in this middle section of the post. Well I'm not
telling you so mwahahahhahaha!
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Value Of A Finale
“Really you were quite good. Impressive really,” Merlin laughed.
“But I'm one of the strongest wizards there is. You need to have
the power of a god to beat me. That's not something you have young
lady.”
I wasn't technically out. Sure my robes were burnt by magic spells.
But I wasn't unconscious or out of the ring. My blonde hair fell to
the ground. Tears fell from my green eyes. The tears came from the
pain. I put on magical artifacts to let my body go beyond its usual
limits before blacking out.
“I'll win.”
Merlin laughed again. “I didn't like dueling you from the start!
What are you...eighteen? Just legal age to enter the tournament? You
may have beaten every opponent you fought before but you can't beat
me. Now I'd never throw a match, but I don't like hurting kids like
you.”
“I won't give up the prize money.” I had to by an expensive
magic potion to cure my mother from a magical illness.
“Oh, I've heard about your sick mother. The announcers talk about
it constantly. Some people lie about their motivations for entering
the contest for pity or hoping that their opponent throws the match.
Lie or not I'm an immortal wizard and the pride of an immortal wizard
is more important than the life of your mortal mother.”
Merlin started to wave his wand. I could already tell what kind of
spell he was going to cast. But before I could think of a counter
spell my body fell to the ground and started being pulled into the
ring. The ring of wizard's dueling think may have been padded but
when Merlin increased the force to twice normal gravity it hurt. And
he didn't stop there. It was a slow creep in intensity.
“Looks like Elisa's in trouble from a strong gravity spell!” The
announcer's said with little empathy while the packed stadium looked
on to the area. They all wanted the powerful wizard Merlin to cast
something more flashy.
“You must have brought some powerful magical artifacts to protect
you to remain conscious after all this gravitational pressure.”
Merlin looked baffled. “What could be so powerful yet you couldn't
just sell that for your mother's cure?”
He then cast another powerful spell. This one I didn't even
recognize. The magical artifacts that I attached to the clothes under
my robes with powerful spells detached and flew over to Merlin.They
floated in the air in front of him.
“Where did you even learn that kind of spell?” I asked Merlin.
“I invented it,” He responded. “Wow. What a naughty girl. You
must be desperate to cure your mother. These are very illegal and
powerful artifacts. Well illegal because they endanger yourself so
much by binding to your very soul. Laws to protect people from their
own stupidity. If I destroy any of these your soul would be destroyed
as well. This explains how a girl as young as you could beat all
those experienced wizards.”
“Artifacts are allowed at the tournament!”
“And this tournament is held in neutral ground between countries
where you can use them but you couldn't possibly sell them anywhere
without dealing with dangerous things like demons which I doubt you
even knew how to summon. I wonder if your mother was a demon summoner
and her magical illness is one caused by demons...that makes sense.
And she's where you got all these dark artifacts.”
“Yes.” I admitted. Half proud and half ashamed of my mother's
abilities as a demon summoner.
“The match isn't won until either one of us forfeits, get's
knocked unconscious, or falls out of the ring. I think I can break
one of these and crush your soul to bring you unconscious.”
“Please don't,” I asked him. I crawled towards him. “I'll beg
at you feet.”
“Fine then do it young wizard. Though I never forfeit a match.”
As soon as I got close to his feet I hit Merlin with the strongest
spell I could in a magical sucker punch grabbed my magical artifacts
and hit him again with another spell to knock him out of the ring.
Merlin laughed. “How cowardly! I ought to turn you into a toad!”
The crowd looked in awe as the legendary wizard was defeated. “You
just did something quite unhonorable! And a wrathful wizard like
me...”
“I'll do anything to save my mother. And even if you kill me
she'll get the money for me winning so she'll get her cure.”
“Heh. You'd think I'd be madder losing to you. But maybe it's the
fact that you didn't beat me in magical prowess but with a little
trick that changes it. Oh my teacher did say I became arrogant.”
Merlin cast a spell with his wand. The first spell he cast that
wasn't meant to harm me. It was a teleport spell. To where I don't
know. I never saw him again. He never collected his second prize
winnings.
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