Our landing was harsh. The pulsion engines coughed sparks as the chariot tilted left and elves tumbled in side the cart. I fought to keep us in the air, but when I saw we were about to hit the ground, Rudolf elevated the nose of the aircraft and brought us down. A boom parted the pieces of the ship, smoke rose – when Snyegutchka walked out from it in a royal posture. She rolled her shoulders and feminine fur coat fell down. Her face, shining in the thin layer of ice brightened the space when my elven soldiers broke out from the flames, rifles mounted in shoulders.
Krampus, a devil of four longhorns, fangs like ivory shaking in the anger twisted face, dark of skin like carbonated surface of a boiled spinach solidified his fur and roared at the incoming enemy. From the back, a clamor of soldiers striked the Krampus. He slightly brought his eyes on the turmoiled mass where three men stepped out in extravagant armors.
– For the God! – the man in green armor cried lifting his saber.
– For the Earth! – King in yellow shouted pointing his spear forward.
– For Death! – the last one groaned spinning his black blades, when the armies of yellow, green and black started running, battle cries in their throats.
Ice Queen was too poised to get in the real combat, so she swinged her fingers and smiled from her throne. An enormous mass of Iceman stormed out from the cold steam armed to the teeth with icicles. The clash of armies was followed by the Krampus’s fire and further shaking of the ground where black hands popped out, fire made blades cutting the soldiers down.
Nikk screamed like a wounded beast before coming down in the chaos raging beneath him. His massive fists were strong enough to break shields, rip the demon horns apart and smash down the charging enemy. It was glorious for me to see that blue Slavic giant having fun, then I swung my head and saw Snyegutchka slowly walking towards her mother on the ice throne. Every iceman that would come close to her were turned to a block of spikes, a cold radiating statue that bit human flesh if near. This was turning into a battle of ladies, a battle for power so I stepped in from the fallen aircraft and started pushing forward.
Donner, Blitzen, Vixen and Dasher were clearing out the path for me, gunning down the enemy that was allured by the red color of my uniform. My slow pace became running, then racing toward the Krampus that was bringing horrors in the center of the hall. His fast clouds, a specters of pure evil crawled the floor, sticked on the crying soldiers and suck their souls out. The empty shells were left to be taken by the demon spirits and reused for fighting.
– Krampus! – I screamed when he turned to see me and my elves flashed around him.
A hail of fire was breaking against his skin, painful wounds shed blood and he was livid with this mosquito bites. His ghosts reed havoc inflaming the yellow armored knights. Saber slashed Krampus’s leg, spear pierced his arm, then daggers ripped through his stomach. Krampus roared just in time when a shadow of a Nikkola in flight captured his eyes and fist swung his head backwards.
Now, we needed to take care of the Ice Queen, but her throne was empty and Snyegutchka wasn’t in the great hall. We all moved to look for her in the space behind the huge chair build from a glacier. Nikk was rampant in searching for his daughter. He flipped every block of ice and stopped when he saw a huge pullar of icicle stuck near his head. A weapon of Ice Queen, dreadful thing he wasn’t able to absorb in a way he absorbed the snowflakes of his daughter when she was playful.
Swift search of the long icey lake and a focused gaze on the middle of the flat surface where fog danced showed him the lifeless body pierced with numerous icicles that rose their peaks high. He haven’t stopped running through the stack of other icicles that torn his blue uniform, sliced his legs, crippled him with every step to safe his daughter. His warm hands finally grasped the tiny body of a woman that hopelessly looked at him. Elves cut the endless forest of ice traps in a line where I came near Nikk and watched how he bleeds.
– This was all your fault! – giant groaned, his body pumping up and down.
– She should’ve waited for us. – I said, taking my red hat down and holding it beneath my long white beard, – She is too powerful for her alone. We hardly defeated Krampus. – I talked more with a sense of discomfort and nervousness, than for what I really meant to say.
Nikk tossed his eyes at me in a jiffy, then he broke the massive ice blocks and laid his hand over the Snyegutchka’s body. Soon, ice begun melting, snow drizzled from the ends of his palms, then a pale woman’s hand twitched. She was still alive. The ice haven’t punctured her heart, so hope prevailed again. My irresponsible smile was interrupted by the Nikk’s scary sight that launched me back in the great hall. When I got back, Krampus was already gone, slithered between the cracks in a whiff of black smoke, an evil spirit going home to recover from the fight, wait to be summoned back.
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