Soul Reaver completes his incantation, and hurls a spinning dart of flame from his hands at his opponent. It bends around Shenba, and then hurtles directly towards the cloaked figure.
The figure suddenly intones two resonating words in a dry, rasping voice. The words echo eerily as the creature whirls around to face the flame dart. As it does so, it swings its hand in the direction of the incoming spell.
A wave of invisible counter-magic flows from the hand of the figure, obliterating the spell into ribbons of rapidly-fading sparks.
The rapid motion of the creature has caused its hood to slip from its face. What is beneath is inhuman. Two glowing red balefires burn within the otherwise empty eye-sockets of a dragon-like skull. Rows of sharp teeth fill its long snout, and vile pieces of rotting flesh cling precariously to the sickly bone. It speaks in a hoarse but loud voice.
Fools! You dare to oppose Lord Khora the Black?! You pathetic creatures cannot stand against me!!
With this, Khora gestures and rapidly whispers words of magic. With amazing speed, he hurls a bolt of distorted blackness at Shenba. The bolt strikes her in the chest, sending out a shockwave that cracks the walls, floor, and ceiling around her. Shenba herself is thrown violently backwards to the back of the corridor, where she slams into the wall with an ugly thump.
Before Asaki has time to react, Khora has whirled around and struck her face with his bony, filth-encrusted talons. As the blow connects, Khora speaks another word of power. Asaki is gripped by a terrible pain, as if a thousand needles were driving themselves into her inner organs. She collapses almost instantly.
Soul Reaver barely avoids being struck by Shenba as he is thrown down the corridor. As he is almost upon Khora, he leaps forwards, intending to tackle his foe. However, Khora turns around to face him, and with a wave of his hand, knocks Soul Reaver out of the air. The warrior slams into the wall with enough force to almost break through the sandstone bricks.
Though in pain, Soul Reaver gets back up, hoping to seize Khora. Mockingly, the creature speaks to him.
Another day, Soul Reaver
As Soul Reaver is about to grab him, Khora slips through the wall he is standing in front of, passing through it like a shadow. Soul Reaver runs to the nearby window, and looks outside. He sees Khora plummeting downwards outside the castle, his black robes fluttering around him as he falls. Suddenly, a pair of tattered, bat-like wings burst from the back of Khoras robes. They spread themselves, black leathery skin growing taut between the bony frame of the wings. At the edges of the wings, torn remnants of the leathery skin flutter obscenely as Khora descends. In moments, Khora lands on the ground at the base of the castle walls, and disappears into the shadows of the city.
Soul Reaver quickly turns to check on Asaki. The spell cast upon her is now fading fast, and other than the cuts on her face, she seems largely unharmed. Shenba would likely also not be badly hurt by her ordeal.
Now, however, would come the difficult and uncomfortable task of facing the guards that Soul Reaver had delayed