Chapter 5.4- Doom Days

Keeping his eyes in front of him, he started with the most apparent problem. A sweep of his wand sent a rush of fire right at his front. The spiders skittered backwards in a rush to avoid it. I took advantage of the lull to turn to the right. There were three of them. One on a three, and two running across the ground. The one on tree took a piercing curse to one of its eyes and fell to the floor dead, while the two along the ground were foolish enough to run at the same speed. A wide angled Chinese cutting spell cleaved them in twain. Them and some of the trees close by.

A gust of wind from my wand blew the falling trees to land to my right, and block off the angle of the ones that had been approaching from that angle. Something screamed at me to drop to the floor, and that was all that saved me from a spider that had decided to jump over the flames and get me on that angle. A sharp left facing slash bled into an upward swoosh that formed a purple blast of energy that hit the spider dead on.

I couldn’t stay still to watch the effect of my entrails-expelling curse and instead used a banishing charm to push all the spiders that had been rushing at me from behind backwards. Of course, a second later, I had to turn around and use a fire whip to disable two coming in the opposite direction. The fact that I could already feel my reserves waning was not a good sign. Powerful wizard or not, dozens of acromantula were not a doable task in the middle of the fucking forest. I whirled around the forest for a bit, searching about the path I took and praised Doom’s superior spatial awareness when I found it.

I just had to double back through the line that had the most spiders along with Javokhir himself.

Calling up a large amount of magic to the surface and funnelling it through my wand, I intoned “arborium locomotor” and moved my wand in what could charitably be described as a silly little dance. A downward swoosh into a slash into a wave into a jab. Of course, the silly wand motion aside, the spell that I called forth was anything but. It didn’t hang around in the same weight class as spells like aqua eructo or even fiendfyre, but it was still a powerful piece of nature magic. It also sapped me just like a powerful piece of nature magic.

The trees around me all came to life with deadly alacrity. First, they began my moving their branches to strangle and crush any acromantula too slow to move in time and then began to bludgeon those who did manage to move. I couldn’t keep the spell going forever so I dove right into the treeline and began to make a run for it.

It was an accident that did me in in the end. One of the tress whacked an acromantula like a baseball and sent it right into my fleeing form. It sent me into the ground, and before I knew it, the damned thing had my wand arm in its fucking mouth.

“Confringo” I screamed in pain. A terrible idea in hindsight as quite a lot of the spider guts ended up in my mouth.