Quest for the Lyre of Orphaeo

[Breaker]

Roaring with frustration, Josh waved his mighty hands and summoned gusts of wind to batter the dust golems back. He staggered toward the sorceress, legs still refusing to work properly. The woman was charging her light-magic again, preparing to launch another glowing orb at her original target; Philomel.

But Philomel was gone, replaced by a great and rampaging dire goat. Its beard and pelt streamed with the wind of its charge, its curved horns lowered toward their target.

The sorceress continued gathering her strength.

Breaker could see her magic. She would be ready too soon. Philomel did not move fast enough.

"Lyre-bearer!" He called, and then she disappeared.

She re-appeared in the same instant, directly in front of the sorceress. Josh circled, trying to get behind the woman. Philomel's horned skull swung in a massive headbutt at the same time as Veridian the fox nipped the target's ankles. She fell like a toppled tree, hard and without ceremony.

Breaker pounced on the witch like a spider taking a fly. As his arms tightened around her body as her hands came up, glowing with deathly promises.

Too late. Josh squeezed until her spine cracked, and her eyes rolled back in her head. He left her body lying there and rose, watching the returning dust golems crumble to nothingness.

Philomel bleated and pawed at the ground. Breaker raised his hands defensively, lest the dire beast not understand him.

"You must return to yourself now," he said, "it is time that we find your lyre."