Kron's Quest

Written by: Kron
Posted on: March 13, 2001

Kron's Quest

Part 3
Kron quickly realized that the only escape was to fight. Outnumbered. No Potions. This was going to be the last fight. The final stand. The end. The final act, the grand finale. The end.

5 down, 40 to go. He was bleeding from a gash in the side of his thigh, and his shield had been literally cracked in two. He was going to die, he realized. But he was not going to die easily. A few more seconds, and he sank to his knees, defeated. A slug-dog was leaping at him, he was going to die. He had taken their numbers down to 29 out of the original 45... Others would take up the Crusade. Tyrael was wrong in one area, Hell was defeatable. Mortal men were not going to die. If one man could kill thousands of evil minions in his lifetime, other could, too. Eventually the three Evil's would run out of Minions to send, and they would die. Kron had served his part in life. Inches away from his face the slug... was thrown to the side by a white, whispy tendril. He looked over and saw, in the blood filled vision, the Archangel Tyrael.

Sword in hand - it looked more like a firebrand to Kron - Tyrael cut down Hell's servants. Kron had heard tell of the Southroner's Sycthes, and it seems like what Tyrael was doing came closest. Those who tried to flee were cut down by Tyrael's wings, those who fought died by his blade. There was no escape.

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Kron was back in the Forgotten Castle. Lying on his bed, he pondered the events that had happaned... Each of the Paladins and Barbarians had come back to tell the tale. Aular of the Light, Nicodemus Phaulkon, Mystic, Specter, Beleg... All of them survived. The crusade wasn't a sucess, Diablo still sought his brothers, but he was trapped in Hell. It was a sucess in that only the minions of Hell had died.

THE END....
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