“Kuv, explain yourself,” the elder said.Kuv bowed down with respect. “I'm sorry Elder Mo’ov. I thought if they apologize to the deer spirit, it would calm the deer spirit,” Kuv said.The elder sighed. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing that worked out in the end.”The elder approached them. Sam and Lyra instinctively followed Kuv's to bow respectfully.Elder Mo'ov's gaze swept over them, his expression inscrutable as he took in their presence. "I'm Mo’ov, the spirit sage of this tribe," he introduced himself, his voice carrying an air of authority tempered with wisdom."I'm Sam, and this is Lyra, my wife," Sam replied, offering a polite nod. "We are just adventurers."The elder's gaze lingered on Lyra for a moment. “Fire,” he said. Then he turned back to Sam, a furrow forming on his brow. "Such a chaotic force inside of you," he remarked, his tone tinged with concern. "Well, I’m not going to judge. Come, let us thank you properly."With that, Elder Mo’ov led the way into a large hut ad
The morning sun bathed the moonflower tribe's village in a golden glow as Sam and Lyra made their preparations alongside the tribe members. The longer they interacted with the tribe, Sam realized that many of the misconceptions about them were completely false.The tribe was not comprised of horned, green-skinned savages who feasted on human flesh; rather, they were a civilized and hospitable community, this tribe possessing their own unique customs and ways of life.After the necessary preparations were made, Kuv and his group of the tribe's hunters, Sam, and Lyra stood ready to embark on their quest to slay the giant snake. Lyra surprised Sam by requesting a bow for herself from the hunter.“A bow?” Sam queried, a hint of skepticism in his voice.“Of course,” Lyra replied confidently. “Remember the first time we met?”Sam recalled Lyra's prowess with the bow during their initial encounter. “I remember you were doing archery back then,” he conceded. “But do you think a small arrow wi
“Teach me first. I’ll tell you later if I succeded,” Sam said.The elder chuckled. “What a difficult young man. Alright, then, show me your attack,” the elder said.“You want tme to attack you?”The elder shook his head, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "No, don't aim at me. Just try to unleash a small attack on the tree or bushes. Not too hard, please. We don't want to destroy the trees."Nodding in understanding, Sam took a deep breath and focused his energy. With a swift motion, he unleashed a weak wind punch at a nearby tree, watching as the leaves rustled and the branches swayed."Ah, I see the problem," the elder said, nodding in understanding.“What problem? I win a lot of fight with that simple move,” Sam said defensively."It's not that it's a problem for fighting," the elder explained, "but it surely becomes a problem for your flight attempt."Sam blinked, his mind racing as he tried to process the elder's words. "What do you mean?" he asked, feeling a sense of frustration c
The scout stumbled over a protruding root. His breath caught in his throat. Crawling on the ground, he turned around to see the massive jaws of the snake gaping open, poised to swallow him whole. Panic surged through his veins as he faced that horror.But before the creature could strike, Sam dashed past the scout at lightning speed, his movements propelled by the power of the wind. With a powerful punch, he struck the snake's head from the side, sending it careening into a nearby bush with a thunderous crash."Run!" Sam's voice echoed through the forest, urging the scout to flee to safety.With renewed determination, the scout scrambled to his feet and sprinted away, his eyes wide with fear as he sought refuge among his kin.Meanwhile, the groups wasted no time in springing into action. The hunters unleashed a barrage of arrows, each one imbued with potent magic, their glowing arrowheads streaking through the air with deadly accuracy. But to their dismay, the snake seemed unfazed by
Sam continued to dodge and weave around the serpent's thrashing form. He could feel the weight of the battle pressing down upon him. At every evasive maneuver, he drew the creature's attention toward him, his movements calculated to keep the serpent focused on him and away from his comrades.Meanwhile, the hunters and Lyra launch their attacks, aiming for the serpent's head in an attempt to exploit its vulnerability. Inspired by Lyra's earlier success, they target its eyes, hoping to blind the creature and weaken its defenses. However, the serpent's constant movement made it difficult to land it, and their efforts were met with limited success.Amidst the chaos of battle, the elder unleashed his formidable powers, calling upon the forces of nature to aid in their struggle. With a series of incantations, he conjured forth massive vines that surged upward from the ground, entwining themselves around the serpent's tail and holding it firmly in place.The creature thrashed and writhed in
After the exhilarating battle with the giant snake, Sam and Lyra found themselves feeling famished. They hadn't realized it during the heat of the fight, but now that the adrenaline had worn off, their empty stomachs were making themselves known.Sam rubbed his stomach with a groan. "I don't know about you, Lyra, but I could really go for some food right about now."Lyra nodded in agreement, her own stomach rumbling loudly. "I second that. I think we skipped lunch because your flight training."Kuv, who had been standing nearby, overheard their conversation and couldn't help but chime in. "Well, well, well, looks like our mighty heroes are no match for an empty stomach," he teased, a smirk playing on his lips.Sam shot him a glare. "Quit playing around and give us some food, Kuv."The elder, who had been observing the exchange with amusement, interjected with a wise smile. "Fear not, my young friends. I believe we can afford to take a moment to rest and replenish our energy. After all,
The first light of dawn cast a golden glow over the village of Moonflower, stirring Sam and Lyra from their slumber. As Sam and Lyra emerged from their hut, they were met with the sounds of excitement and anticipation drifting from the main field. Curious, they exchanged a glance before making their way towards the source of the commotion.They saw a large gathering of villagers gathered around the main field, where the elder stood at the center, surrounded by the dancing wisp. The atmosphere was charged with reverence and awe as the villagers watched intently, their faces illuminated by the soft light of dawn.In the center of the field stood the towering figure of the deer statue, its imposing presence casting a shadow over the assembled crowd. Sam and Lyra watched in wonder as the elder performed a ritual, his movements fluid and graceful as he raised the statue from its resting place.The statue began to glow with an otherworldly light, its form shifting and changing until it resem
Sam ran towards the big daemon without hesitation. He hit the daemon in the face with a demon punch, but the daemon didn't budge. The daemon tried to retaliate, aiming its hard horned skull at Sam. Sam deflected it with his aegis, but he was still knocked away.However, Sam did not fall to the ground. With the power of the wind and perhaps a little bit of the levitation lessons he learned earlier, Sam controlled his position in the air and stood back gracefully from the attack."Oh!" exclaimed Sam, impressed. Not because of the daemon's sturdiness or unexpected counterattack, but because of his own ability to absorb such an attack and regain his balance in the air.While he was still enjoying his small progress in flying technique, the big daemon charged towards him. The huge feet made a loud rumbling sound as he ran lunging like a charging ram.Considering its size and strength, Sam did not plan to block it with his aegis. He dodged to the side with ease.The big daemon crashed into