[Brinniel]

Calentoliel wandered not long before she heard shouts and swords clanging in the direction she had come from. Calentoliel stopped in her tracks, fearing what kind of danger her friends could be in. Now she would have to have to make a decision. Would she go back and help the others or would she continue her search for Mattius?

Calentoliel never did make a decision, for at that moment a hot breath blew across the back of her neck. Calentoliel reached for her sword, but a hand stopped her, wrapping tightly around her wrist. Calentoliel quickly realized that the hand belonged to her previous attacker, which she now knew was the same creature that attacked Endereth many days ago.
"You foolish thing," the creature hissed. "You use your magic on me and then I steal it."
Calentoliel struggled to get free of the creature's strong grip, but to no avail.
"Your friends also have magic. Much indeed," the creature continued. "And soon enough, I will steal their's also. My master will have much use for all this magic. Yes, he will, indeed."
Calentoliel resisted the creature again, and this time she was able to get free. She pulled out her sword and came face to face with her enemy, who was though small and cloaked, also appeared to be deadly.
"It would be unwise of you to fight me," the creature said. "For you will fail."
Calentoliel ignored its words and with all her rage and anger, swung her sword at it. But she had missed. Mysteriously, the creature had disappeared out of nowhere. Calentoliel turned around in confusion wondering where it had possibly gone. It was then that Calentoliel was struck on the back of the head by an invisible source. She stumbled, her head overwhelming with pain. She could hear the shouts of someone grow louder. It was last thing Calentoliel heard before everything went dark.