Adam Drake - Blackout

Thorm sat down next to me, still speaking softly. “We’ll wait here for him to emerge. Then hit him when he is further down the trail.”

I shrugged. “We don’t know when that will be. This arrival could signal the beginning of a long stay. We have no inkling whether he’ll ever leave or not.”

After some thought Thorm gently nudged my shoulder. “I believe there may be a way inside, but you will have to go solo, I’m afraid.”

I gave Thorm a confused look. “Okay, you got me. What way?”

Thorm started to answer when he was suddenly interrupted.

“There you are you FILTERing FILTERs!” shouted a voice behind us.

Caught of guard we could only spin around and look.

A man wearing a bright white cloak sat on a horse a short distance from us. Behind him, other mounted men rode out of the gloom into view.

These were the guys who’d chased us through all those gates. And somehow, by some miracle of miracles, they’d found us.

“Uh oh,” I said.

Thorm and I were instantly on our feet, weapons at the ready.

The man with the white cloak did not attack. Not yet. The other riders, well over a dozen of them, began to encircle us.

If it was a fight they wanted, then we would oblige them.

But Thorm had a different plan. He turned to me and said, “I’ll slow them down, you go do that trick you showed me.” He nodded toward the Titan.

“What trick—,” I started to ask, but Thorm suddenly lunged forward and swiped his huge broadsword at White Cloak.

The Holy Knight did this so fast that White Cloak barely parried the blow causing his mount to rear back.

Thorm then summoned Snowflake, and the massive snow-leopard instantly attacked the nearest horse, sending the rider sprawling to the ground.

This all happened in the blink of an eye.

Thorm turned back to me, “Go!” He brought out his kite shield just in time to block an arrow from a mounted archer.

Damnit! I thought. Not another friend making a sacrifice because of me.

But I didn’t argue. Again, I was forced to act.

A rider rode at me at full speed, but I slipped into shadow mode, and rolled to one side. As the rider passed by, swinging his sword, I switched to my bow and fired, dropping my shadow.

The arrow struck the attacker in the back and he grunted in pain.

With a final glance at Thorm and Snowflake, who were both fully engaged in combat with multiple adversaries, I hopped up on a fallen log, then leapt through the air.

Smoke appeared directly beneath me and I landed in his saddle. We charged away from the fight. My intended destination was hard to miss.

The Titan still slept, if that was what it was doing, with eyes closed. The fight a short distance away did not seem to bother it. We were gnats to the giant.

But I rode Smoke right at the great monster’s closed beak having figured out Thorm’s idea. Now it was all or nothing.

To my left a half-dozen riders broke from the murky tree line and rushed at me. It was apparent they had no clue what the massive hill sitting in the clearing really was.

Good.

I fired a volley of shots at the approaching riders but none found a target.

One rider, a fire mage, swirled his hands in front of him. A red light glowed between them, lighting up his face.

Okay, I thought. This could be bad.

The mage then pushed his hands forward and a large ball of fire shot from his palms. The molten orb of instant death was quick as an arrow. I pulled Smoke’s reigns hard to one side as the fireball zipped past us. The heat it radiated was so intense it singed my avatar’s eyebrows.

I looked where it was flying and smiled. Bingo.

The fireball smashed against the Titan’s chin with a bright explosion. The light it emitted temporarily lit up the marshy clearing, revealing the detail’s of the Titan’s form.

Giant eyes opened and looked at the approaching riders.

Oh, boy, I thought. Still, I kept Smoke pointed directed at the colossal beast.

Wally’s Womp lifted its huge head from the ground, apparently unhurt by the fireball.

Behind I heard shouts of shock and terror as my pursuers realized what they were running toward.

The Titan was annoyed now, and there would be veritable hell to pay. It opened its mouth and let out a deafening cry. The sound was like an avalanche of rock which shook the ground and caused nearby trees to crack or fall over.

And still I charged right at the thing.

Come on, come on.

An arrow flew by me and I chanced a look back. Amazingly, several riders where suicidal enough to keep up the chase, regardless of the titan. No doubt they were power-levelers who scoffed at the threat of yet another re-roll. They were uber . They were leet .

They were dead.

The Titan appeared to tense for a moment, then its eyes changed color to a deep red. The next instant, huge beams of crimson light shot from its eyes.

Fortunately for me, the vast monster had it out for Mister Fireball instead of the little tiny shadow approaching its feet.

The light beams raked across the muddy clearing and fell over several riders like spotlights.

The Titan blinked, and the beams stopped.

All the riders caught within the beams had been instantly incinerated. Not even the loot they should have dropped existed. Those, too, had been destroyed.

I was directly beneath the Titan’s head, but it was too high above for this crazy idea to work. It needed to be closer.

Pulling Smoke to a full stop, I summoned a magma arrow. Then I notched it in my bow.

This was, without a doubt, one of the dumbest things I would ever do in this game. And I’d done plenty before, trust me.

I shot the magma arrow at the Titan.

My aim was true, not that missing something so huge was hard. The arrow hit the chin of the Titan and started to burn its way through.

The Titan grunted. Not really in pain, but more of a ‘huh?’ type equivalent. It tilted its head downward to regard me.

Having this gargantuan beast lock you in its death gaze could best be described as ‘bowel liquefying’.

It roared and both Smoke and I shook beneath the deafening sound.

Then the Titan lowered its head, opening its mouth wider.

There was no time to contemplate the stupidity of my situation. Instead, I pulled myself up to stand on Smoke’s saddle.

As the open mouth of the Titan descended upon me like a falling mountain, I did the second dumbest thing I’d ever do in this game.

Using a foot to push off Smoke’s head, and invoking my Leap ability to its fullest extent, I leapt up to the open mouth of the Titan.

With both hands, I snagged onto the edge of the creature’s lower beak. It was like clinging to castle battlements. I pulled myself up and over the line of the beak and slide up against a huge wet wall. The tongue.

But I only had an instant to appreciate where I was when I felt the Titan closing its beak. The roof of its mouth, like a vast cave ceiling, fell downwards, ready to crush me to a pulp.

Use Phase Ability.

For the briefest of moments, I thought that was the end, smashed to nothing. But I’d kicked my phase in at the right second. This was the trick Thorm mentioned.

My phantom form was absorbed into the material which comprised the Titan’s mouth. I could not see, so I rolled to my left and slipped out onto the beast’s tongue. Thankfully there is no phasing downward. This prevents characters from vanishing into the ground when corporeal.

Oddly, I could see details thanks to a luminous yellow fungus which lined the contours of the inner mouth. My phase timed out, and I was whole again.

The travel gate was a short distance away, embedded against the back of the creature’s throat. I stumbled around, trying to keep my balance. Wally’s Womp was on the move.