A Family Heirloom [Mission/Solo]

He wasn't sure how long he had been running. He had not looked back since he started, opting to keep one hand on the cave wall, leading him towards the exit without any incidents, while his other hand was stuck holding onto the Ajedrez sword. The visibility was horrid, but he managed as best as he can. He had hoped to cast a lightning ball spell that might lead the way, but had thought against it. It seems that he had already gained much ground against the giant polar bears, but he wasn't going to let his luck get the better of him. More magic could only attract unsavory elements, and he was not going to make this mission harder than it already is. Well, as hard as a mission for beginner mages was.

A loud growl resounded, and his immediate reaction was to trip. Almost. Orion caught himself, stopping for a second and taking a chance at glancing behind him. There was no indication that the giant polar bears were gunning behind him, but he knew they were there. Them being asleep had worked to his advantage, making them dazed and unable to react as fast as they could have.

"After this, I'm never coming back to this place," Orion sighed to himself, before sprinting once again. As he started his first few steps, he noticed bones littering the floor. He was close to the entrance. So close that he could see the outline of the cave mouth, only to curse as he noticed a figure at the entrance. It had wings. It was screeching. It was a wyvern. "I just live too much of an exciting life," Orion sighed, already having a plan in place as he continued his way towards the awaiting wyvern.

The plan was flawless in theory, but there were some key points that Orion was not able to calculate properly. First of all, the floor was slippery, but did its job too well, since Orion also slipped up just a few meters away. The snow seemed to have compacted too much, and a layer of black ice had slowly been forming underneath. This was most likely from Orion's pseudo-camping earlier, having padded himself down for a few. The second and last point he was unable to calculate, is how fast the polar bears were. He knew they were fast, but the speed it took for them to catch up to Orion was ungodly, and Orion found himself praying to any god to save him.

So, here was Orion, a few moments from either death or life. His eyes were narrowed, and teeth were gnashed together. He had only one chance at this, and he better make it worth it.

With a grunt, Orion lowered himself down to a slide. His back already feeling the slush of the ice build-up. He laid himself as flat as he could, and with a whoosh! he was beneath, and behind the wyvern. It was less than a second later that he had breached the cave entrance. With a grunt, Orion channeled a thin layer of lightning onto his palm, and as he felt himself fall off the edge of the mountain, he quickly held onto the ledge of the mountain-carved staircase that adorned the outside of the cave. It took all of his muscular self to stop himself from falling, his right arm, back and pectoral muscles working in-sync. The pain shot through the roof, and Orion had to bite on his lips to stop himself from shouting out.

It all paid off though, because as soon as he was just dangling on the cliff-side, the felt the air on top of him whip!, and the yelps of both the wyvern and the polar bears filled his ear-space. The giant polar bears, unable to stop themselves in time, had crashed into the wyvern. The wyvern could do nothing but take the hit, and both wyvern and polar bears were sent hurtling down the mountain-side. Orion felt relief, as though a heavy weight was lifted off his chest. He had done it. He was almost finished with this mission, with only a few scratches to show for it.