The pistols of the Tomb Raider Lara Croft cut down the guard before he could take two steps toward her. The bullets impact flung him backwards against the dry wall of the dark temple and crumpled to the floor. Lara pressed on. Further into the corridors of the formerly-lost Temple of Nehista, Dark Goddess of the Desert. The exertions of the quest thus far – the traps, the guards, and the fiendish locks – made Lara pant as she ran. Though deep underground the oppressive heat of the Syrian Desert above made itself felt in the dry air.
The guard seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He whipped out his sword and with a look of determination and hatred in his eyes sprung towards the Tomb Raider.
The man’s sword and his frail body were no match for a hail of 9mm bullets.
‘Advantage Croft I’d say!’ thought Lara as she leapt over the corpse.
The guards of the Temple were men from the local villages who had been captured and enslaved by followers of Nehista. Their minds were wholly bound to the Dark Goddess they now served. They were put into Ancient Assyrian outfits and given swords, now existing only to guard her temple. Reasoning with them was pointless. Lara pitied them as she blew them away.
But only a bit.
And not enough to try for a wounding shot.
“Outsider!” screamed the guard at the door that Lara presumed led to the Dark Chamber.
‘Makes a change from ‘Defiler!’ I suppose,&rsqu Continue reading