Novi enters a massive medieval city gate with Fohr by His side.They are not clad in their armor but rather in basic clothing.Fohr is dressed in a similarly bland gray tunic and coat, while Novi is wearing a brown dress with a coat.While Novi carries Hiss in a braid, his long hair is now cut almost to the scalp.Cheap wooden bows are the only weapons they have.Even though some of them have a passable arc, poor travelers prefer to use bows for self-defense.For the time being, that is what they are.Travelers who didn't have much to trade and even fewer gold.Novi tries to walk with slightly slouched shoulders.The other person said that it makes you appear a little weaker.The fact that they are waiting in a line only intensifies the coldness of the air around them.In the end, it's their turn."Come Hear.,"Says the female human guard.He is taller than Novi by more than two heads.His knees are beckoned down by the human.Novi does so reluctantly.The woman opens His eyelids unnecessarily and
“No!”,The troops chant."What he's saying... it's treason," a woman next to Novi says in a whisper."I believed so.",“We Centurions lead by example, as all good leaders do,” the man continues.I refuse to follow a leader who sits on his magically supercharged ass and rests his heavy feet on my back as we charge into battle with our legates and soldiers!Someone who can evade death with magic will not allow me to have a flaming sword.Someone who only tells His to build iron statues of himself refuses to tell my men they need to die.As they exit the square and rush down the empty street, Novi and Fohr lose the man's voice."Quite the crowd that he saw."Fohr laughs."Quite the words too," says Novi.blatantly ignoring the divine emperor.That person has a lot of balls.He is a military man.He must."Novi laughs.Right.Anyone who fights against us needs a lot of heart."He follows Fohr through the streets of Lorma until he arrives at a random house and knocks.The door is opened by a young He-
"Do as you please, Hisiff.Simply... ensure that none of you die.He whispers, "We need you all more than the tractor," and then turns away to talk to the doctor.The Hisiff's gaze immediately focuses on Astrid. "Scott Was it?I take it you will join our new voluntary police force, so we can count on you.Scott Hesitates.He turns to look at the man lying on the floor of the living room.His body is still glowing a bright red.He would not be aware that he had passed away if he weren't lying still on the ground and the doctor had stopped trying to save him.Scott considers assisting the Hisiff.It would require him to put His brand-new life at risk once more, but for Him, doing something feels good.to not only be the ragdoll of this new world, but also to take the initiative.Naturally,” he informs him.Astrid is hit hard by the Hisiff's hand.I appreciate hearing that.You are now considered an official of the law by me.What does it feel like to wield the long sword of justice?Scott grins.I thi
"So you just want us to go back to bed?"As if he can't believe it, Noah asks.The Hisiff gives a nod.Make an effort to get as much sleep as you can so you can be fit tomorrow.The Hisiff and Noah leave.Fynn says, "It's good to have you on the team," as Scott kisses Oskar goodnight.Scott grins.Thanks.Nevertheless, I kind of feel out of place.I mean, you are ours.a hunter using a deadeye and a tracking wolf.I, the police officer Noah, and the Sheriff.a regular girl who has never held a firearm before.I can't help but wonder why you all want my assistance so much.I'm fairly certain that His hunter would be a better option.Fynn giggles.He adds with a wink, "Plus you might not be a good shot, I've never seen you shoot so I can't tell, but I'll just assume you aren't." "You forgot to mention your badass elven body," he says.But it doesn't matter.You are brave and have endurance.The majority of those hunters are elderly and not particularly brave.We require someone who is able to ride a hor
That is regrettable.The Hisiff promises, "Well come and pick you all up on our way back to the farm if we find the tractor."The man's expression turns grim and frowny.That won't be required.The way we are is fine.We're sorry, but we've recently had, let's just say, unpleasant encounters with armed strangers.The Hisiff nods.Your demise.He tells the other person, "Let's go."Scott has a crazy idea as they turn to continue their search.One more thing,” He informs the man.As he asks, "What?" he seems agitated but talks friendly.I'm on the lookout for my family.Is there anyone with the name Turm Hise?He asks.The man turns to look at his companions, but they all shrug.Probably not.Is there anyone we should tell to leave if they come by with that last name?"To the farm close to High Rock.You can't miss it.The man smiles.That will stay in my mind, and I hope you find your family soon.Scott grins and gives His horse a spur.Before returning to their own Helter, the people watch the small g
Dark gray towers appear to have been frozen in time around them.There is still an open sign hanging in the door of the bookstore to their left.Almost as though a customer could leave at any time.an alteration in the fog.Before his eyes catch the humanoid figure passing through the door, Scott almost misses the tiny movement.It appears to be made of darkness that has slightly thickened to give it a ghostly black form, despite the fact that he can barely make out it in the gray fog that is so dark.The figure disappears back into the cloud as quickly as it appeared."What did that mean?"He mumbles.To resist the urge to simply turn and run takes all of Astrid's willpower.Because His mind tries its hardest to drown Him in that unnatural fear and dread, staying focused is extremely difficult.The Hisiff whispers, "Keep going," as he looks at the spot where the shadowy figure had appeared.Scott turns away from where the figure that has just vanished with wide eyes.They go on until the Hisi
The structure is quiet.After shooting the woman, he suddenly realizes that he hasn't heard any gunfire.His concerns the silence.He is unaware of which ones they are."Did any of us pass away?"He perplexes.He takes a chance and sneaks a quick look from behind a table, where he finds the sniper gone.He is afraid to speak because his perspective is limited from his position.He waits, listening for anything that might indicate the location of an adversary.He hears someone yell, "Stop," after a while.Keep your fire lit.I want to negotiate.From within the machinery of the workshop, Lukas is calling out.From the office, the Hisiff shouts, "Then talk, dirtbag."We don't have to kill anyone else, and we don't have to waste precious ammunition on each of them.We're going to exit through the fire escape after I give you the keys to the tractor.After that, we won't see each other again.Lukas's words are followed by an extended silence.Scott is too excited by the fight's stress and numb by the
“Yeah. He said something like that but I didn’t listen to his theories about how our brains process information. The heat vision is really nice though. AnotHer thing that bugs me, is that I’m always so hungry. I mean seriously if I could I’d probably clean out the entire kitchen on my own”.“I know right… God damn it. Now you’ve made me hungry”.They both laugh.Suddenly the Hisiff’s smile fades again. “THere's one more weird thing though. Ever since my transformation I’ve been having these odd dreams. I think they’re memories… from whoever this body used to belong to”.Scott Turns His head to look at the Huff. “Me too… I think. The dreams are difficult to remember after I wake up. What do you think they mean?”.The Hisiff shakes His head. “I have no idea, but we should write them down if we get the chance. Maybe they contain useful information”.“We really have to talk to the Doctor about that when we get back”.The Hisiff just chuckles. “You’ll have to remind me”.They reach the gas
“What was that?”, the Hisiff asks.“The whistle? A simple form of communication. I don’t suppose you have any working phones or radios, do you?”The Hisiff frowns. “Everything’s bricked. Except for the really old or simple stuff like flashlights. That still works. For some reason”.The Colonel gives them a knowing nod. “We actually managed to get a generator and projector going. Seems like most of the stuff that wasn’t plugged in during the event still works too. But I guess without power on the grid that doesn’t really matter much”.They hear anotHis engine and a moment later a Unimog comes driving down the road. The small truck is painted a dark orange and has yellow warning lights on its roof. The cargo bed is taken up by a large plastic tank.The Hisiff squints at the approaching vehicle, His eyes becoming little more than slits. His expression snaps back to normal as the Colonel turns back around.“You want us to fill those canisters for you? We have an electric pump that works w
“Yeah. He said something like that but I didn’t listen to his theories about how our brains process information. The heat vision is really nice though. AnotHer thing that bugs me, is that I’m always so hungry. I mean seriously if I could I’d probably clean out the entire kitchen on my own”.“I know right… God damn it. Now you’ve made me hungry”.They both laugh.Suddenly the Hisiff’s smile fades again. “THere's one more weird thing though. Ever since my transformation I’ve been having these odd dreams. I think they’re memories… from whoever this body used to belong to”.Scott Turns His head to look at the Huff. “Me too… I think. The dreams are difficult to remember after I wake up. What do you think they mean?”.The Hisiff shakes His head. “I have no idea, but we should write them down if we get the chance. Maybe they contain useful information”.“We really have to talk to the Doctor about that when we get back”.The Hisiff just chuckles. “You’ll have to remind me”.They reach the gas
The structure is quiet.After shooting the woman, he suddenly realizes that he hasn't heard any gunfire.His concerns the silence.He is unaware of which ones they are."Did any of us pass away?"He perplexes.He takes a chance and sneaks a quick look from behind a table, where he finds the sniper gone.He is afraid to speak because his perspective is limited from his position.He waits, listening for anything that might indicate the location of an adversary.He hears someone yell, "Stop," after a while.Keep your fire lit.I want to negotiate.From within the machinery of the workshop, Lukas is calling out.From the office, the Hisiff shouts, "Then talk, dirtbag."We don't have to kill anyone else, and we don't have to waste precious ammunition on each of them.We're going to exit through the fire escape after I give you the keys to the tractor.After that, we won't see each other again.Lukas's words are followed by an extended silence.Scott is too excited by the fight's stress and numb by the
Dark gray towers appear to have been frozen in time around them.There is still an open sign hanging in the door of the bookstore to their left.Almost as though a customer could leave at any time.an alteration in the fog.Before his eyes catch the humanoid figure passing through the door, Scott almost misses the tiny movement.It appears to be made of darkness that has slightly thickened to give it a ghostly black form, despite the fact that he can barely make out it in the gray fog that is so dark.The figure disappears back into the cloud as quickly as it appeared."What did that mean?"He mumbles.To resist the urge to simply turn and run takes all of Astrid's willpower.Because His mind tries its hardest to drown Him in that unnatural fear and dread, staying focused is extremely difficult.The Hisiff whispers, "Keep going," as he looks at the spot where the shadowy figure had appeared.Scott turns away from where the figure that has just vanished with wide eyes.They go on until the Hisi
That is regrettable.The Hisiff promises, "Well come and pick you all up on our way back to the farm if we find the tractor."The man's expression turns grim and frowny.That won't be required.The way we are is fine.We're sorry, but we've recently had, let's just say, unpleasant encounters with armed strangers.The Hisiff nods.Your demise.He tells the other person, "Let's go."Scott has a crazy idea as they turn to continue their search.One more thing,” He informs the man.As he asks, "What?" he seems agitated but talks friendly.I'm on the lookout for my family.Is there anyone with the name Turm Hise?He asks.The man turns to look at his companions, but they all shrug.Probably not.Is there anyone we should tell to leave if they come by with that last name?"To the farm close to High Rock.You can't miss it.The man smiles.That will stay in my mind, and I hope you find your family soon.Scott grins and gives His horse a spur.Before returning to their own Helter, the people watch the small g
"So you just want us to go back to bed?"As if he can't believe it, Noah asks.The Hisiff gives a nod.Make an effort to get as much sleep as you can so you can be fit tomorrow.The Hisiff and Noah leave.Fynn says, "It's good to have you on the team," as Scott kisses Oskar goodnight.Scott grins.Thanks.Nevertheless, I kind of feel out of place.I mean, you are ours.a hunter using a deadeye and a tracking wolf.I, the police officer Noah, and the Sheriff.a regular girl who has never held a firearm before.I can't help but wonder why you all want my assistance so much.I'm fairly certain that His hunter would be a better option.Fynn giggles.He adds with a wink, "Plus you might not be a good shot, I've never seen you shoot so I can't tell, but I'll just assume you aren't." "You forgot to mention your badass elven body," he says.But it doesn't matter.You are brave and have endurance.The majority of those hunters are elderly and not particularly brave.We require someone who is able to ride a hor
"Do as you please, Hisiff.Simply... ensure that none of you die.He whispers, "We need you all more than the tractor," and then turns away to talk to the doctor.The Hisiff's gaze immediately focuses on Astrid. "Scott Was it?I take it you will join our new voluntary police force, so we can count on you.Scott Hesitates.He turns to look at the man lying on the floor of the living room.His body is still glowing a bright red.He would not be aware that he had passed away if he weren't lying still on the ground and the doctor had stopped trying to save him.Scott considers assisting the Hisiff.It would require him to put His brand-new life at risk once more, but for Him, doing something feels good.to not only be the ragdoll of this new world, but also to take the initiative.Naturally,” he informs him.Astrid is hit hard by the Hisiff's hand.I appreciate hearing that.You are now considered an official of the law by me.What does it feel like to wield the long sword of justice?Scott grins.I thi
“No!”,The troops chant."What he's saying... it's treason," a woman next to Novi says in a whisper."I believed so.",“We Centurions lead by example, as all good leaders do,” the man continues.I refuse to follow a leader who sits on his magically supercharged ass and rests his heavy feet on my back as we charge into battle with our legates and soldiers!Someone who can evade death with magic will not allow me to have a flaming sword.Someone who only tells His to build iron statues of himself refuses to tell my men they need to die.As they exit the square and rush down the empty street, Novi and Fohr lose the man's voice."Quite the crowd that he saw."Fohr laughs."Quite the words too," says Novi.blatantly ignoring the divine emperor.That person has a lot of balls.He is a military man.He must."Novi laughs.Right.Anyone who fights against us needs a lot of heart."He follows Fohr through the streets of Lorma until he arrives at a random house and knocks.The door is opened by a young He-
Novi enters a massive medieval city gate with Fohr by His side.They are not clad in their armor but rather in basic clothing.Fohr is dressed in a similarly bland gray tunic and coat, while Novi is wearing a brown dress with a coat.While Novi carries Hiss in a braid, his long hair is now cut almost to the scalp.Cheap wooden bows are the only weapons they have.Even though some of them have a passable arc, poor travelers prefer to use bows for self-defense.For the time being, that is what they are.Travelers who didn't have much to trade and even fewer gold.Novi tries to walk with slightly slouched shoulders.The other person said that it makes you appear a little weaker.The fact that they are waiting in a line only intensifies the coldness of the air around them.In the end, it's their turn."Come Hear.,"Says the female human guard.He is taller than Novi by more than two heads.His knees are beckoned down by the human.Novi does so reluctantly.The woman opens His eyelids unnecessarily and