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"The bastard survived, huh?"
Before Paul or Tal'Shen had time to react, Maya's blade was at Paul's throat, pushing him to the back of the wall. Maya's face was inches away from Paul's, her teeth bared.
"This is what Lysanna, first born of Neiptiún, sends for battle? A tadpole?" The unearthly high-pitched laugh sent a chill down Paul's spine.
"Paul, This Is Our Chance, You Must Distract Her!" Tal'Shen's voice ringed in Paul's head, and he felt imbued with bravery...or blind stupidity.
"You bitch! A few minutes ago I thought you're a friend , now you' re the enemy? Just who or what are you?"
"What I am? Well, love, certainly more than a woman"
Horrified, Paul watched transfixed as Maya's hair morphed into slimy tentacles.
"Brace Yourself! Here She Comes!"
A flame-colored tentacle was thrusted into Paul's ear. He screamed, so did Tal'Shen. The room disappeared, and now two beings were inside Paul, trying to take charge.
"Where is she?"
"You Won't Know Where Is Mother!"
"DON'T YOU DARE TO HIDE HER FROM ME!"
The tentacle dugged deeper into Paul's skull. Memories that weren't his flashed across his mind. The wave of images finally stopped at the sight of a derelict house standing near a riverbank.
"NO!"
Maya withdrew the tentacle from Paul's ear, a crimson river seeping out of it. The room came back into view, and Paul saw a triumphant smile on Maya's semblance. Her Blade was swung high into the air; Paul closed his eyes, dreading the moment of the strike. But the sound of struggle reached his ears. Tal'Shen had reacted just in time; Paul's tentacles were wrapped around Maya's arm, stopping the blade inches away from his skull.
"You dare to fight a descendant of the Dorch Muir?" Maya growled.
"You Will Never Have Mother's Talisman!"
"Listen to me, tadpole. After I'm done with you, I'll pay a visit to my dear sister, and send her to a watery grave! The power of Neiptiún will be passed on to me and I shall rule Earth!"
"You Won't Have It!"
"Who's going to stop me? You and your feeble host? I'm stronger than you!"
Paul summoned what little courage he had left.
"Stronger? Yes, but not smart enough!"
He plunged a knife he had grabbed from Maya's tool belt into her owner's stomach. Maya screeched with pain, releasing Paul. He bolted towards the door, avoiding the pursuing tentacles. Closing the door on time, Paul ran towards the exit.
"Where to, Tal'Shen?"
"Mother...We Must Find Mother"
I think you've brought out the most from the least. Good story.
Here's just a litlte problem: Paul doesn't sound like a 30-old man.