The Vanquisher

The Trilogy concludes

Paladins filled the Knights of Honor Guild Hall. Every eye watched the Argrenn Dawnstrike on the screen struggle against barbed bindings. The room fell silent; the demons cut Argrenn off from his source of power and the archmage was a ninety-eight-pound weakling trapped in hell.

"You will die here today and your team will know foolishness caused you to abandon them." The demon kneeled on his hooves to taunt Argrenn face to face.

"Open the door!" Talindra Dawnstrike screamed and unhooked her shield.

"A lone paladin in hell against five demons?" Her elven friend Shelley tried to get Talindra's attention.

"That is my husband. Open the door!"

"Make a path." Cassiel held the door open and his order parted the room.

Argrenn laughed. "You're in trouble now. When I hear music, I'm about to dominate."

"What do you hear?" taunted the demon.

 "I hear..." Argrenn frowned. "Chick music?"

A magma javelin flew.

Talindra screamed and threw her shield across the planes. The magic lit up the guild hall and all shielded their eyes. They knew Talindra blocked that javelin, and Talindra followed her shield.