The Third Tournament Cast

Scene 72 – the Tombs

Isken and Abaddon are in the Tombs, guarding it. Isken is sitting on a stone rail, whittling a stick with his newly acquired knives. Abaddon is longingly gazing at Beauty's grave-shelf and fidgeting with his weapon; a large, brute morning star.
Isken Diskull: Relax, ya stuffed turkey. You'll see her soon enough.
Abaddon glowers back at him.
Abaddon: And you.
Isken finishes whittling a throwing blade made of wood and he hurls it at the urn listed as “Tirossh.” It bounces harmlessly off.
Isken Diskull: You can 'ave her. I'm after fresher meat.
Abaddon: So quick to discard, after you've fought for her for so long?
Isken Diskull: The well's run dry. Besides, she's a bad luck charm. So keep her to yourself, if you like.
He leans back on the stone railing he's sitting on. Abaddon is disgusted at him.
Abaddon: Don't show too much restraint.
Isken perks up.
Isken Diskull: And 'ere they come.
Abaddon pulls out his weapon.
Abaddon: As enemies...
Without moving Isken vanishes, turning invisible. Abaddon is not so able and is forced to blend into the darkened shadows behind one of the grave-shelves. Emerald and Beauty enter into the Tombs. Beauty notices her husband's grave-shelf, Abaddon, missing his form. He watches her from the shadows, gazing upon her beauty and feeling bad that he chose joining Shipter over her. Beauty looks at all the empty grave-shelves, unhappy.
Beauty: All the empty spaces... even Asho... gone. How am I to supply Master with worthy warriors now?
Emerald: Will this one do?
She points to Tirossh's urn but Beauty's face is twisted with frustration.
Beauty: I have not the power. All that remains are the Landlarks.
She pulls out the magic book when her eyes glow bright white. She starts to chant the same spell that Isha Mael Gamoka did to bring Shipter back. She then turns around and looks right through the dark at Abaddon's form. Her looking right at him is a bit of a blow to him.
Beauty: Draw your weapon.
Without questioning she does and faces against Beauty's back.
Beauty: We are not alone.
Isken's voice: Rightchuare, sweet thing!
Emerald looks up as Isken materializes from thin air on top of Beauty, both knives outstretched to stab her through. Beauty is not surprised at his appearing.
Beauty: Hold them off!
Emerald jumps in front of him. She is able to block both downward thrusts but Isken curls himself up into a flipping roll and uses his body as a hurling weapon. Emerald falls to the ground as Isken flips backwards in a tucking flip, landing right on his feet back on the stone wall.
Isken Diskull: And I brought a playmate! Grab her, Abaddon!
Emerald looks up as Abaddon's large hand reaches from the shadows and grabs onto Emerald's face, hoisting her up off of her feet. Behind her, Beauty is focusing to revitalize both Landlarks. Her hands are outstretched and starting to glow like Shipter's was before when he brought Isken and Abaddon back. Unlike Shipter, she's not having as much luck as he did. She is starting to sweat and is shaking.
Beauty: Emerald! Use the Tablet!
Emerald stares through Abaddon's big fingers as he pulls back his weapon. Both of her hands are on the top of his head.
Abaddon: Hope you're hungry. Because I brought enough to feed your belly to the end of your life.
As he swings at her she vanishes and appears to hit nothing.
Abaddon: Vanished!
Emerald's voice: Not so much as you would hope.
She then reappears, still being held by Abaddon but with her feet standing on Abaddon's weapon, pushing it away from her body.
Abaddon: Of all the dirty...
Emerald pulls a throwing knife and quick slice later he releases her. Beauty's hands glow even more as Isken prepares for another jump.
Isken Diskull: Sorry, love, but no more takers!
He jumps at her, spinning in a full flip again with his blades outstretched, and vanishing in midflight. Beauty raises her hands and blast of white light shines out, lighting up his invisible form and blinding him. She kicks up as he flies over, launching him completely overhead. He cries in pain as he looses his concentration and flies past a sparing Emerald and Abaddon and crashes into Shipter Kaal's empty stone grave-shelf.
Beauty: Sorry, love, but I don't agree.
Beauty returns to her task and her hands light up full force, continuing to chant. Just as she's about to put on the finishing touch Emerald sails through the air behind her, courtesy of a smack from Abaddon. She also slumps against one of the stone walls to the ground. This leaves Abaddon and Beauty alone together. She turns away from him, focusing on her work.
Beauty: You're going to have to kill me to stop me.
Abaddon stands behind her, his weapon raised high. Suddenly, lightening shoots out of her fingertips, striking both Landlark bodies. Lights play all around the room. There is a a small boom and Beauty collapses to the ground. Sky and Legend then both begin to arise by clawing out of their wrappings. Emerald groans, coming to. She spies Beauty and runs to her.
Emerald: Beauty!
She helps Beauty sit up, who points to the Landlarks. Emerald is now staring at them, aghast. Weakly, she speaks.
Beauty: Water, for them, quickly!
Emerald jumps to the task and starts to hand them water but continues to stare at them. Beauty now stands up and looks around. Both Isken and Abaddon are nowhere to be seen. When Legend accepts the pitcher Emerald backs up, scared. Legend lowers the pitcher to speak to Beauty through a pained form.
Legend Landlark: Beauty, we know why you have summoned us…
Beauty: Forgive me, brave souls, but we felt aid was required.
Sky Landlark: With my husband by my side I long to be with our children! Thank you for our return!
Beauty: You are most welcome.
She bows low at the head.
Legend Landlark: Good can come of this situation.
Beauty: Then you will intervene?
Legend Landlark: We will aid you in stopping Shipter’s men.
He is looking around the room now for something or someone. Advisor Bossnion then enters the Tombs.
Advisor Bossnion: Emerald, I'm sorry... but Sho Gahl has been summoned to the arena for the next fight.
Emerald screams.
Emerald: No! He will be killed!
She turns to Beauty.
Emerald: Is there nothing you can do?
Beauty deadpan stares between the two of them, knowing what she must do.
Beauty: Call your match. I will fight in his place.
She gives Emerald a bottle.
Beauty: Have Sho Gahl take this. It will help him.