Eye of Horus

''So there it is. The augmentation stone.'' I ran the small greenish yellow stone through my fingers as if it were a coin then held it up against sunlight. ''Just as the legends tell; When holding the stone at suns mercy, it surrenders its mantle and reveals its true form as the eye of Horus'' I held the now golden stone between me and the sun. Bedazzled by its glimmer I almost did not notice the shadow sneaking up from behind me. ''Keshafer tel husab!'' The environment turned fluent as if all the world had been woven in silk or water. I could see all the light rays passing through the old temple windows. The stone which I had been holding radiated color in extraordinary fashion. I couldn't even pinpoint where any of the colors were coming from, but I could see myself holding a small circular rainbow in my palms. This was one hell of an artifact, that's for sure.
 I tore my mind away from this magnificent array and noticed slight vibrations coming from the floor. I could almost feel the footsteps behind me, how they sunk into the shallow sand, creating miniature shock-waves blasting through the entire world, unnoticed by the unmindful. The world seemed as if it was going in slow motion, even though I knew it really wasn't. The spell I worked up it made my brain take in 4 times the amount of information I normally could thus creating an illusion of slow motion.

I knew someone was coming so I went for my dagger.

A flash of light dancing before my eyes, faintly blinding me to remind me of the power of the stars. Sunlight escaped my eyes and I could see again. I had managed to block my opponents blade barely, forcing his sword to miss me and get tangled briefly in my linen over-garments. I got a good look at my shadow before the spell wore off. 

''You're wicked fast'' The cloaked man said smiling.
''How did you know I was coming, nobody has ever detected my presence like this before?''

I decided to stay silent in hopes of him revealing who he is and how did he find me.

We stood there, both weapons ready facing each other.

''No last words to whisper into the wind? Not even a single remark before death?'' The man said smile fading from his face. He tightened the grip around his sword.

I still stood in silence, ready to defend. Whoever he was, he definitely knew how to manage a his weapon. Judging from his stance, I'd say at least 7-10 years worth of experience in battle. He was no pushover, and if I were to get out of this I'd have to play my cards right.

I decided to buy myself some time, hopefully to get him to lower his guard a little or reveal something about him. ''I have not seen you nor heard your voice before. Who are you and why are you shadowing me?''

He laughed, ''Who I am is of no concern for you, simply know that I am the undertaker and I've come to collect my prize''

''Prize? There is no such item here that you'd desire or need'' I said calmly.

''Item? Now you're getting me curious. I'm not here for an item, I'm here for you. There's a hefty penny in for the one who brings Chengzu ''The Raven''  and you happen to look just like him.''

Chengzu was a codename for one of the underground Chinese overlords back in Hong Kong. I've never really ran into him, but I've halted quite a few of his black market operations. Naturally he'd be very upset with someone who stole his precious Shadowstepper, also known as ''Little White-Hilt.'' However it seems, this guy is not here for the dagger, which would mean he might not know about it.
I might have a chance.

''I don't know who this Raven fellow is, but if he managed to piss Chengzu off, then I'm sure he would at very least piss you off as well''

He loosend his grip a little bit and laughed again ''For someone with nowhere to escape, you definitely find the right words to shorten your life expectancy'' About the time the sentence was finished he managed to already swing his sword in my direction, aiming at the arm in which I held the dagger. I managed to step aside and barely avoid getting my arm cut off. For such a light blade he used, it came down with a lot of force. This guy was strong.

Immediately as his blade came to a hault a leg came in contact with mine kicking me off balance. I staggered and barely had time to think when his blade came whistling down on me again.

A slight sting intruded my hand and the daggers handle soaked in blood.




I managed to escape just in time.
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