Hello I am looking for some opinions on something I wrote. It is a long story but it boils down to I awoke one night with an idea in my head I could get out and typed it up on the computer. Since then I have been adding to it here and there and it has taken a life of it's own now. Currently I have over 35 pages typed up in MS word and over 32,000 words. Below is a paragraph out of the first chapter. I would welcome any feedback.
The hallway suddenly was as bright as a mid summers day as a bolt of lightning sprang from the tip of Mithos' finger and struck Tamerak. The paladin dropped to his knees again, pain shooting all through his body from the lightning. Blood was dripping from the wounds on his face to the floor. Tamerak closed his eyes concentrating on his wounds. The gashes on his face began to heal. They stopped bleeding and closed up part of the way. The feeling in his sword arm returned. That was the last of his healing power for today, he hoped it would be enough. The battles through the tower and the fight with Mithos were taking their toll, he knew he couldn't take much more of this. Tamerak grabbed his sword and jumped up to his feet just in time to take another lightning bolt to the chest. He staggered back but stayed on his feet. Mithos admired the paladins resolve as he cast his next spell, a large disembodied hand that stood ten feet tall and just as wide appeared between Mithos and Tamerak blocking the paladin as he charged in. Tamerak skidded to a stop and swung his sword at the interposing hand scoring two quick strikes but appearing to do no real damage. Mithos took a few steps back so that he was beyond the paladins fallen companions. He cast a spell that animated their bodies turning them into zombies under his control. They slowly stood up and turned to Mithos. "No!" Tamerak screamed seeing his friend rise as undead. "I swear I will destroy you foul creature!" Mithos ignored the paladins taunts and commanded the zombies to attack the paladin.