Dervish lies on the ground, a spike impaling his arm. Why is he doing this to him? He thinks to hisself as he looks up at Esterriol.
“Why?” Dervish asks “What could I have possibly done to deserve this?!” He looks up at Esterriol whose giant, green hands are twisted into fists.
“I have been offered a great deal more than you could ever have offered me, my friend. Riches! Power! Glory!” He exclaimed, “you could never could have given me any of those things you useless excuse for a mage!”
Dervish knows that when a demon has made up his mind to kill you, you’re better off doing it yourself, before he gets the chance!
“Esterriol, please, what about all of those years we worked side by side to defeat those hoards of snake demons or the acid spitting slugs on Yunnaie?—“ He grunts, as he grits his teeth with the pain of his arm.
“None of that matters. now, you pathetic, little, worm! I have chosen to fight for my own kind! He proclaims, thrusting his giant fist into the air sending hunks of crusted blood off into the abyss.
“Demons will rule the earth once more,” Esterriol vows.
Dervish gurgles a failed response to Esterriol’s claim to power. He tries one last time to protest to his former friend as he sees that Esterriol has bent down to get his infamous weapon, his axe.
“Any last requests Cockroach?” he inquires with a hideous grin. He raises his axe to inflict the final blow to Dervish’s head.
Dervish gathers all of his remaining strength, his will to live, the strength to defeat his betrayer.
What was that spell? He tries to remember what his mentor taught him the very first year he had been with him.
His brain is whirring like the cogs in a clock that is out of wack. YES! IVE GOT IT! He finishes his thought process and screams a word that has crept back into his head after so many, long, years.
“BOMBARGIO!” He screams
Esterriol’s eyes grow wide, as he knows what it means. He begins to twitch, and then shudder, falls to the ground and thrashes hysterically as his body swallows itself whole and then explodes outward in a mess of limbs, intestines, organs, and other bodily objects.
Dervish lay there covered in blood! Disgusted, he vomits and every thing goes black!