The Haunted Tower - Chapter 8

I'm back in action with the 8th chapter of the story The Haunted Tower. I'm really hating this title, because it makes the story look different from what it is: a high fantasy adventure. What kind of high fantasy story has a title like this one? Shame on me and my rush to reborn this old story...

Chapter 8:
Invitation

The giant guardian of the tower, Ikkam, was shaking it's legs, probably waiting for the best moment to attack Eyodar. After some minor traps in his way, now he would have to fight for his life.
If at least my life was the only one in danger, he thought, when he remembered Jeryah, his daughter, that was locked in that tower, with the ghost Worroc.
Eyodar drew his sword and held it with both hands to perform stronger attacks. When he did it, the spider begun its attack.
Its legs were fast and powerful, trying to hit Eyodar when he missed a strike. He was also fast moving his sword, and could cut Ikkam's major attacks. But a single mistake could end up with his life. Quickly, he was jumping from side to side, to avoid the attacking legs of the spider, while the sword was cutting in every direction to make sure the attacker wouldn't really hurt him.
But that wasn't a good strategy. After some moments, Ikkam's movements became umpredictable and Eyodar was hit a lot of times, becoming weaker. The spider had now learned his movements and could break trough his defenses easily.
Then, he remembered the dagger. The weapon that saved him from the bandits outside the tower was the only possible way to defeat this new enemy.
With a desperate move, he threw his sword to the spider's body, trying to damage it somehow. He failed. Then, he drew the magical dagger, dodged an attacking leg and...
It didn't work, again. A second leg appeared from nothing and hit him in the head. For the first time in that fight, he fell to the floor. There, there wasn't much he could do against the power of the guardian of the tower. He dodged some attacks before he knew he was lost. When Eyodar understood he was going to die, he decicided to cut the air just as he did against the bandits.
Time slowed down. The slash in the air made by the dagger's blade was visible to Eyodar's eyes, as he was cutting everything in front of him. But, despite the results it had against the bandits, it was making no effects in Ikkam.
Eyodar stared horrifyed at his enemy, as he realised his only way of getting alive from that combat had just failed. Ikkam's face showed what it seemed to be happy for that surprise. It stroke the last attack.

'- and that's the cost of not being part of the Empire' sayd Joldoth, and all the guards nodded as if they also meant to say that.
However, Ilekod didn't react to that. Since that moment, he stopped reacting to the other guard's chat. Did it really happen, or was it simply his terrible imagination tricking him once more? For a moment, it seemed like the tower's gates flashed and something strange happened. As if someone casted some sort of magic. As he was the only one of the group of guards that was directly facing the gates, he could understand no one saw the little flash, but that strange feeling of magic in the air...
'Ileks, are you with us?' asked someone, bringing Ilekod back to reality.
No.
'Yes, of course' he answered, automatically.
'Gosh, you're not here! If someone tryed to enter the tower right now, you wouldn't even see him!'
'Yes... I think you're right...'

The entire room blow up and huge pieces of rock felt to the ground. That space wasn't safe anymore and even a part of the ground felt with the weight of the spoils. Ironically, Ikkam moving to Eyodar to kill him, absorved the rock's weight and saved his life. As it was a very powerfull guardian, it didn't die, too, but was very close.
Eyodar oculdn't believe what's just happened. He lost that battle. He was going to die in front of his enemy. And suddently... Everything exploded and Ikkam felt immediatly near him, saving his life by accident. What did that meant?
The smoke was lowering. There was a shape in the wall which Ikkam had come from. As it was becoming more visible, Eyodar found that the entire wall had fallen, and the shape that stood there was a human one. But... he knew the thing that was in front of him was no human being.
Then, he realised what it was. The one he wanted to defeat, the one that was possibly harming Jeryah, his daughter, had just saved his life! But why?
Worroc spoke for the first time:
'I had hoped you were the one who could defeat Ikkam. It seems that you're not that strong. Or at least stronger that the others. But that doesn't matter right now. I've arranjed your way through the tower. Come through this wall and you'll have a chance to get what you're looking for. But I really doubt you can do it. Just be aware of the dangers, or else you won't be able to die fighting me, but perhaps a bit earlier than that.'
Then, he disappeared, just like Eyodar thought ghosts did.
What now? Should he trust his enemy and go through the wall? Or simply run away from that strange place to find another way up?
Then, a sound echoed in the tower: it was Jeryah screaming, as if she was in real danger.
Jeryah...