Taurou and the woman both released their spells at the same time. Taurou's roar was the equivalent to 19 arrows of black lightning all swirling together to hit for one hell of an impact. Whilst the woman cast a spell that seemed to be a fire version of Jovis Tempestas Fulguriens. It couldn't have been that strong of a spell, for the two spells clashed in a large explosion. The explosion flung Taurou backwards and into one of the columns, knocking it down, while it blew large boulders at the woman, crushing her and the golem.
When the cloud of dust subsided after the explosion, Taurou climbed out of the rubble that was once the column. He shook himself and a cloud of dust flew off his fur. His left eye was pouring blood now, and the fur on his nose and under his eye was warm with blood. He limped towards the door that was the exit, while licking his nose to get rid of the blood. He was about to push open the door when everything turned from the battlefield, into a well furnished lounge. There was Nhieling sitting there with a man standing in front of him, staring at him.
Not sure what was going on, Taurou growled at the man standing near his comrade. He was considerably weaker than the man was, but he was going to try and fight anyways. That was, until Taurou felt his magic drawn and all the shadow magic that was his fur, disappeared and he was his normal self again, standing there with a blank gaze in his right eye, whilst his left eye still had the sphere of darkness in it. His left eye was like a fountain as it poured out blood and Taurou clasped both of his hands over it to try and stop the pain that followed the blood. His arms ached as the shadows on them pulsated and black lighting arced, and the man walked over to him and grabbed him by the hair.
Taurou didn't hear what he mumbled, but bared his humanoid version's fangs at the man before he was kicked in the gullet, and thrown against the wall. The man then turned back to Nhieling, handed him something, and teleported out of the room. Well, it wasn't so much as a teleport since the whole room disappeared and the grassy plains of Hellas was once again surrounding Taurou and his companions.
Ugh... He was propped up against a tree, his head, eye, arms, almost his whole body was aching. He was spattered with blood, mostly his own, and tired beyond belief. He imagined the other two weren't as tired as he for he had the strangest and most tiring day. Or so he assumed.
Thank you Nhieling, Erzihk, for working with me to get outta that hell hole. I think... I'm going to rest for a while... He rested his head against the tree trunk, and immediately drifted off into a half unconsciousness, half sleep state.
