But someone didn't want the Valtz and their pricipals reaching their destination. A horde of Amenters had attacked them while they rode through the mountain pass. Amenters were vicious, cloaked demons that attacked only at night.
"Someone has sent these demons to kill us!" yelled Graynar, and he kicked his horse to excell it's speed.
"But the enemy has been defeated, who is there that wants us dead?" said Boldan, atempting to hack an Amenter.
"I don't know who sent these creatures on us, but we must not let them stop us. Something tells me Lecastal is in danger." said Hurokol.
"Nay", replied Renovin, "I believe it is Lecastal that sent these beings of the underworld upon us."
"You elves have always despised Lecastal." said Hurokol, "But either way, we must get there." finished Hurokol and he sliced an incoming Amenter with a flick of his sword. Steam issued from the mouth of the Amenter and it fell to the ground and was trampled by rapidly moving horses.
The Amenters became angry, and two of them sank their decaying hands into an elf's shoulders. The helpless elf was lifted from his seat and flung into the night time sky.
"Use your arrows, smite the evil beings of the underworld with your shafts of Tridale." yelled Renovin to his archers.
Shafts screamed through the night skies, several Amenters dropped from the sky. But two still remained.
The party rode on, by morning they would reach Lecastal.
"Well done men", said Hurokol patting Boldan on the shoulder. "That was a great job we did holding off those nasty fiends."
A loud thud echoed through the mountain pass. Renovin had hit his shield with his sword.
"Great job? Well done? I lost one of my loyal companions, and that's what you say?" retorted Renovin from behind Graynar.
"Now settle yourself Renovin. It could have been a lot worse." replied Hurokol, trying to sooth the angry king.
The blanket of night covered the riders as they neared their destination. Soon, they would be in Lecastal; The castle of the wizards, the ones who created the Vezar crystal. The onces who created Cronos and the Ormanez Mage.
Suddenly Graynar was worried, maybe Renovin was right. Maybe trouble did await the riders in Lecastal.