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Saradomin muttered a few words, and suddenly his sword lit up with an unearthly light, one that pierced the night sky above them. Then, he turned to Zamorak and swung the blade. The swing released a razor-thin, sharp band of light that screamed across the battlefield toward Zamorak.
Zamorak sidestepped the attack, the bottom of his rope swishing over the ground like smoke. The attack cut through the spot where Zamorak had stood, leaving a **** five feet deep in the ground.
Saradomin wasted no time. He was upon Zamorak before the god could react, swing his shining sword for Agaben's throat. Zamorak raised his own blade, meeting Saradomin's in the air between the two gods. There was a deafening crash that followed the meeting of swords, and once again Gielinor shook beneath their feet.
Saradomin leapt into the air, and immediately behind him, Zamorak saw the open mouth of the dragon, another beam of silver flames streaming forth. Zamorak whipped his cloak in the direction of the attack, raising a wave of black flames to meet the silver. The black wall was overcome by the silver attack, but it bought Zamorak just enough time to leap high in the air to avoid it.
Zamorak swung his head up to see the skeleton above him, launching another attack. Zamorak blocked it with his sword and forced the skeleton back, but he had to propel himself sideways with a fire attack to dodge the dragon coming from behind.

Zamorak’s feet slid to rest on the rocky ground, and he looked up at the two entities of Saradomin above. “I must admit, you use your numerical advantage well,” he growled.
“It is over, Zamorak. Your defiance of Guthix’s Laws ends now.*
*My defiance?” Zamorak replied with a cackle. “If I recall, you’re here in an Incarnation too! You are just as ‘defiant’ as I am!”
“I violate the rules only to stop you from causing your evil.”

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“Oh, you had no idea that I had made an Incarnation at the time! We both had the same idea, just trying to one-up the other. Spare me your high horse, I don’t have time for it today, old man!”
Saradomin chuckled for the first time. “I will enjoy reminding you of this defeat for the rest of eternity in Celestos. This battle is all but over.”
“Saradomin, you should know better than that! After fighting with me all these centuries, how can you continue to underestimate me?”
Zamorak flew high in the air, coming to hover in the air at Saradomin’s level. “I have another trick up my sleeve,” Zamorak boasted. “Your two-on-one advantage is nice, but it means nothing. You honestly believe that I would leave this battle to chance?”
The dark god raised his hands into the air, and the wind began to sweep across the battlefield, picking up pace. A clap of thunder resounded across the sea, and the waves began to crash higher along the coastline.
The look on Saradomin’s face was incredulous. He was impressed not by the physical signs, but instead by the reverberations he could feel throughout the dimensional space. “What are you doing, Zamorak?” he bellowed over the growing roar.
“The gods have powers that exist far beyond the plane of Gielinor,” he replied. “I will not choose to waste my powers on a single world!”
“What world are you opening?” Saradomin demanded.
Suddenly, there was a huge cracking sound, and a jagged red line began to hover as a rift in midair. Zamorak growled and he began to shear it completely open.
“I have to open only a vacant portion,” Zamorak continued. “If I let any souls out, it will cause such a reverberation that even Guthix will have no chance of remaining asleep!”
“You can’t be!”
Zamorak responded only with a loud roar, filled with unearthly strain as he pulled at the fabric of Gielinor. "Face me, Saradomin!" he bellowed, and with one final pull, the crimson rift in the sky was torn open.

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Immediately, a huge column of fire descended from the rift, erupting as though a great seal had been lifted. Zamorak kept his hands raised, commanding the inferno that was descending upon the island.
The skeleton jumped onto the back of the dragon, which raised itself into the air, just in time to avoid being roasted by the column. The fire reached the ground with a crash, shattering rocks with the pure force it brought. The snow on the ground all around the island began to melt, the water running over into the icy sea. The red column of fire cast an eerie crimson glow that lit up the sky across the Wilderness.
Saradomin hurriedly ducked and rolled, the dragon dodging the balls of fire that Zamorak broke from the column to attack the dragon. Zamorak swung his arm, and the column twisted and moved, swiping in from the side to hit the dragon. The dragon raised its wing, and it shone with a silver light brighter than the sun. The column rebounded off the wing at a slight angle that sent it downward into the dark sea beneath the battle. When the fire pierced the surface of the frigid water, a cloud of steam welled and rose off of the waves.
Zamorak emerged from around the side of the fire column, hurling a black fireball toward the dragon. A stream of fire broke off of the column and mixed with the fireball, expanding it into a giant wave of dark flames cascading at Saradomin.
The skeleton raised his hand, and a white rune appeared on the back of his bony hand. A silver barrier appeared between the two combatants and stymied the wave. The black flames scattered, falling to the devastated coastline beneath them.
“Are you insane, Zamorak?” Saradomin barked.
Zamorak cackled in response. “Perhaps a bit, old man!” he bellowed. “But all I know is that this time, you will not stop me!”
“To go to such lengths to defeat me is unfitting of the title of god, Zamorak. To open a gate such as this…”
“I’ve had enough of you talking!”

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Zamorak raised his arms, and again mixed some of his black fire with a huge influx from the column. This time, the stream coiled above him as it mixed, forming a huge dragon made of black flames. The flaming dragon roared with a massive sound, its burning fangs bared for battle.
Saradomin raised his own hand. His eyes burned with emotion as he stared down his enemy god. There was a burst of light, and before the dragon and skeleton now floated a stone statue of Saradomin, with fresh earth still clinging to the base.
“That statue?” Zamorak asked, somewhat confused. “That’s the one from the square in Falador, isn’t it? Freshly uprooted, from the looks of it!”
Saradomin did not answer. He simply muttered a few incomprehensible syllables, and small carvings around the base began to glow with a silver light.
“I see, it has some sort of spell hidden within it.” Zamorak closed his eyes, feeling the magical resonance. “I recognize that style! That must be an old spell, since I feel Dhalak’s signature!”
Saradomin nodded this time. Zamorak simply cackled. “That foolish old mage was the one that helped me hide the Staff of Armadyl from Zaros! He sent a little work my way, with your approval of course!”
Saradomin muttered some more words, and the magic grew.
“Nothing that old fool could produce is of any consequence,” Zamorak replied. And, with a wave of his arm, he unleashed the flaming dragon at Saradomin.
The skeleton waved its own arm, and the statue’s glow reached unearthly levels. Suddenly, a narrow spike of white light pierced directly through the heart of the dragon, dispelling Zamorak’s monster. Zamorak did not have enough time to react before a second spike materialized and stabbed its way through his chest. A look of pure shock leaped onto Zamorak’s face as his body fell from the sky, plummeting into the icy waters beneath.

27-Jan-2012 02:26:38

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“We haven’t much time,” Vallance’s skeleton growled. With a wave of his arm, the statue turned to face skyward. The final energy in the statue drained, mixing with Saradomin’s own and blazing toward the crimson rift in the sky.
Saradomin groaned as he held the skeleton’s body firm, hands clasped in one final attempt to end Zamorak’s madness. White streaks began to appear over the mouth of the rift, within the flaming column. They crisscrossed within the rift, like the strands of clothing being sewn together by a seamstress. Saradomin roared as he exerted his energy, shortening the white strands and pulling the lips of the rift together. In a show of a god’s true might, he succeeded in closing off the mouth, extinguishing the flaming column and returning a pall of darkness over the land. The dragon raised its head and fired a stream of silver at the closed rift, while the skeleton continued to hold it shut.
The dragon’s attack held at the opening and began to encompass the entire spot. Saradomin used one last bit of magic, one of the most powerful sealing spells known in the entire cosmos, and the rift was no more. Gielinor was closed off from the world of fire.
The skeleton sat on the back of the dragon, which drifted lazily in the air. “I lost most of my magic,” Saradomin groaned as he looked at the blank area of sky where the rift had been. “But I sealed off that foul dimension, so it was worth it.”
Then, suddenly, the ocean beneath the dragon exploded. Water rushed upward in a huge splash, spreading the water in a radius comparable to that of Varrock. A black mass hurtled out of the ocean and came to rest in the sky directly in front of the dragon. Zamorak threw back the hood that covered his face, showing the sheer rage and bloodlust in his eyes.
“I cannot believe you survived that,” Saradomin said. His voice was calm, far too calm for one in such a weakened state.

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Gone was the banter, the enjoyment. Gone was the playfulness that Zamorak at least acted out before. This was replaced with a dark, sullen, and vengeful Zamorak. His eyes pulsed red, and his cloak whipped about, black flames nipping at the end.
“I am finished with you, old man,” Zamorak replied. “I have nothing more to say to you. Enjoy your return to Celestos.”
Zamorak held out his arm, and fired a blast of dark flames at the dragon. The silver dragon spun in midair to dodge the attack, but the flames found and burned its right wing, leaving a black, sooty stain on the normally pristine dragon.
Saradomin acted quickly. The dragon reared back its head and launched a massive silver stream at Zamorak. Zamorak raised a wall of shadows in an attempt to block the attack, which carried far more power than he expected.
Kamikaze! Zamorak thought, rushing to strengthen his shield. The dragon was converting the magic that kept it in existence into energy for the attack. Therefore, Saradomin was sacrificing his own Incarnation in an attempt to destroy that of Zamorak.
One final explosion rocked the island, sending reverberations across the northern sea. When the smoke cleared, Zamorak still hovered in the air, his cloak tattered, but his body intact. The god callously watched the skeleton of the dragon fall onto the rocky ground of the island below. The bones cracked when they finally fell, the ultimate bane of Zamorakans for the last three generations finally dead.

27-Jan-2012 02:28:27

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Then, just as he felt his triumph, Zamorak felt a slight twinge of aura from the ocean. It was Saradomin’s aura! How could this be, he thought, but then he looked more closely at the dragon.
The skeleton of Vallance was not with the dragon’s body! Zamorak screamed in anger at the silent black sky, cursing himself for being so foolish. The dragon’s attack was a diversion, meant to allow the skeleton time to escape. And while a great portion of Saradomin died in the battle, part of the old god’s Incarnation lived on within the skeleton.
“Curse you, Saradomin!” Zamorak roared. The little flicker of aura had disappeared. The old god had revealed it for only a moment, just long enough for Zamorak to realize what had happened. He was rubbing it in Zamorak’s face.
“I will find you, Saradomin,” Zamorak growled. The ocean lapping against the shore began to churn before the angry god, and clouds of steam began to rise from the surface in response to Zamorak’s rage. “You have my word: I will be the one to destroy you.”

27-Jan-2012 02:28:53

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