Zarkesh: Arniz ... the clan know you brew treason! I always loved you like my own daughter, i don't have to be an enemy standing in front of you.

Arniz: You knew that the clan want to get rid of me, they're afraid of my might, afraid of this tower that casts a shadow of their holy white libary. Well, you know my only aim was to save Philistra - this world, our world Zarkesh! - and they just sabotage my efforts because of their injured pride!

Zarkesh shakes his head sadly. Red energy is taking shape on his hands, while he raise his left.

Zarkesh: My loyalty belongs to the clan, my little arniz ... even if i love you ...

Arniz cut Zarkesh short enragedly.

Arniz: If you love me Zarkesh, you would hear the call of your heart my old friend, you would hear your soul scream ...

She moves her wooden rod and glittering, fizzy energy began to gather in the center of a star that becomes brighter and brighter fastly ...


________________________________________ ____


Arniz:

Zarkesh:

Sky 1:

Sky 2:

Tower:

Background:

Zarkesh's magic effect:

Arniz' magic effect: (the starfield )


MADE FOR THE BLACK MAGIC CONTEST!