[ WP ] How immortals die

For those curious as to the 10 deathless they are from a prompt I wrote here: https: //www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/comments/4g3wiv/wp_all_human_beings_have_the_ability_to_become/ 
 
 They on the flood plains river. The 10 deathless on one side. The army of ordinary mortal humans on the other. The army was vast numbering at least 10 thousand men. However these men were not just any old army. This army had travelled far and wide. Wiping all traces of the skill called magic from existence. All of the magic on the earth ceased to exist save for 10. Those 10 deathless. 
 The anti-magic army had burnt down the bridge that traversed the river. They appeared to be fleeing and rightfully so in the eyes of the deathless. No matter how many of them there may be who dared fight against immortals. Who dared to stand defiantly against those who could not be killed? Provoked by the retreating army and the stalling tactic of the burnt bridge the deathless moved towards the river. All the while the army struggling to distance themselves from the river, but moving in a group of 10 was much faster than moving in a group of 10 thousand. 
 
 The deathless reached the river. The river acting almost as a physical barrier between them and the retreating army. Those of the deathless capable of swimming dove straight into the water. Those incapable shuffled along the length of the river, attempting to find a place where it was shallow enough to wade across. 
 
 The retreating army pivoted around. The skies went grey with arrows. The Pshycic, the crimson sword, the monk and the reverent all dove down into the water. The arrows that rained down barely breaking the water ’ s surface. The ghast stood there as the arrows simply passed through their existence. The arrows bounced harmlessly off of the headless Dullahan. The arrows all burnt before ever reaching the phoenix. The zombie found himself riddled in arrows that he could not even reach, yet still walked on. Similarly the skin walker was too riddled with arrows, only in being hit by the arrows collapsed. This particular body of theirs dead. The sandman looked from side to side. Almost as if to question the actions of his compatriots, the arrows glancing off the cloth like ‘ skin ’ layer, which didn ’ t tear or get pierced. There was only the slightest of pauses between the chaos of the first volley of arrows and the release of the second. 
 
 The four swimming deathless took the slightest of pauses as an opening and broke the bank of the river. All the arrows aimed at or at the far side of the river. The four deathless continued their charge at the army. Finding themselves in what could only be described as a trap. 
 The Reverant was the first to find out. The bear trap like device clamping around his ankle, isolating his foot from the rest of his body. This wound having apparently deadly effects caused the Reverant to collapse into dust and blow away in the wind. However the trap was an isolated, air tight box, the deathless weren ’ t to know that if the dust within the box could not rejoin with the dust outside of it the Reverant would never be able to build himself back together. With his consciousness in limbo until his body rebuilt and his body unable to do so, unless the box were opened the Reverant would remain in limbo for ever. 
 
 The Reverant was the first of the deathless to die properly. 
 
 The monk, was next to be hit. Losing his foot in a similar manner. However in shouting an inconceivably loud roar the old man ’ s foot not only grew back in an instant, his mussels burst through his clothing and his speed more than tripled. The monk on point as so to reach the army first. 
 The crimson blade wielder ran forward as his sword shrunk in size would get there second and the Psychic danced around the traps as she moved forward would be third. 
 
 The six deathless left behind had started wading across the river by the time the third volley of arrows was shot. However this time only 5 thousand flew through the air to the river. The other half was falling too quickly to ever reach the river. 
 
 The six traversing the river continued to defend themselves in the way they best knew how. Except for one. Surrounded by water the phoenix couldn ’ t use her flames. She was hit by 20 before her body attempted to burst out in flame. Only for the golden fires to be stifled by the water. She was hit by a further 10 before her body even finished falling and countless more a her corpse floated down stream. 
 
 The phoenix became the second of the deathless to die properly. 
 
 The Psychic was skipping around the traps when she became aware of the 5 thousand arrows all converging on her position. Her attention shifted to evading all of these arrows and to begin with she did reasonably well. The first thousand or so falling around her as they missed or she was forced to skip around them. Then her foot fell in a trap. She didn ’ t see it coming. Because it wasn ’ t the trap that killed her. It was the 4 thousand arrows that followed once she was robbed of the ability to move. 
 
 The psychic became the third of the deathless to die properly. 
 
 The monk reached the army first. The ranks of soldiers opened up and allowed him passage in. The crimson blade that followed…the ranks rapidly reclosed and spears were used to hold him back. So long as he couldn ’ t kill anyone. He wouldn ’ t be able to replenish his lives. 
 
 The first soldier the monk actually managed to get his hands on died in a single punch. But instead of hitting the ground he only fell part way. The corpse catching himself long before it fell. Skin walker having invaded the corpse too got to work cleaving their way through the army. 
 
 The four deathless having crossed the river ran as fast as they could. Zombie ran forward Pulling out the arrows as he went, barely being slowed by the loss of his feet as he ran. The ghast rapidly glided across the traps to the crimson blades side. Who was still struggling with the spearmen. 
 
 There was a shouted command from somewhere. The spearmen ducked and a number of arrows all converged on the crimson blade. Causing the sword to shrink down till it didn ’ t exist at all. The spearmen moved forward. 
 Ghast pushed the crimson blade wielder to one side, turning themselves solid to do so. The intersecting spear piercing through the both of their hearts. 
 
 The ghast and the crimson blade being the fourth and fifth of the deathless to die properly. 
 
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