The small village bedazzled Chris, feeling refreshed to see such a peaceful sight.
Houses made of wood, with only the lower portion, were stacked with stone. Trees still covered a large part of the area, and there were a lot of children almost the same height as he was running all over the place.
A group of villagers greeted them the moment they arrived. Asron’s wife was pregnant, yet quite radiant. Rombus had a nagging lady, along with two kids, while Cortus had both his parents.
Everyone was glad to see the three return unharmed, giving them praise and greeting that it took a while for them to notice him.
“And who might you be, little one?”
Asron’s wife asks. The woman had long hair reaching up to her waist. The females seem to have less sharp teeth, and their horns were like skin disco
The villagers continued to celebrate through the night, proud of their warriors’ achievement and safety. It seems they considered such a thing an impressive feat.If they were in his world, everyone would have done the same, if they beat off such a powerful enemy like that.Chris shivered when the memory of that bloodlust crawled into his mind. The incident brought up questions he’d been harboring in his thoughts for the longest period. As it all started from the time that he was being experimented on.He remembered the moment wherein he introduced himself to Wolfenstein and some other
Because of that story, Chris could not sleep the entire night. He kept on thinking of the dangers and potential effects if the enemeies were to attack their world.He remembered about the doctor saying something about needing more power. It made him think that the old man knew what was to come. Which would explain why the old man was so hell bent on creating more power users.But with how things were progressing in the world where he came from, no one knows about the horror that was coming their way.All he could think of at that point was on how to get back, so that he could warn everyone of the potential danger that was heading their way.This could be the chance to stop the non-stop war between countries, since they would focus everybody on preparing for that certain enemy.“Hey what’s with the face?
Chris could not believe his eyes. They were being attacked by the same earth wyrm, recognizing that wound that he inflicted on its chest.The beasts brought reinforcement this time, something he didn’t think was possible. There were now three of them, including the one from before.The minute those monsters came out of the ground, the Drogan men were already rushing to face them. Not a single one of them showed any kind of fear, jumping head on to the fight.Weapons clashed with the creature’s tough scale. Even with an additional aid and their size, the warriors seem to overpower them.“Cortus, you good?”Rombus laughed aloud, watching the youngest of their companion get thrown a few meters high, crashing straight into the woods. Several trees broke down at the impact,
The trickling fire played and dance with every gust of the wind, reminding Chris of his flame serpent. Memories flooded into his mind, remembering the things that the creature had told him during their first encounter.He had been so keen that all of that was just a dream that he hardly paid attention to all of it. But now that he was in that unknown world, alone, helpless. He needed to protect himself in order to survive that harsh land.There was no way that he’d be able to always depend on Drogan’s for help, realizing that they too had a life of their own, not to mention that they all think he was capable because of his weapon.After he was certain that everybody else
Sounds of galloping steeds and the continuous shaking of the wagon added to that endless throbbing inside his head. Chris lost track of time, trying to figure out how to make his idea work.He wasn’t able to finish his whole practice when people started looking for him, only to realize that it was already dawn, not until he saw the sun almost rising. So he barely had a wink of sleep cause they had to move early.“Hey, human friend. You doing okay?”Cortus has been poking at him all day, since he had a vague answer when they found him in the field. The only thing he could come up with during that time was it was the call of nature.Pretty embarrassing, but it was the safest option he could think of. Of course, that raised questions’ cause he was in an open area, instead of somewhere more private.
“You all set?”Asron asks after helping unload the last of the boxes that they’ve brought from the village.After arriving, the caravan went straight to an area where there were tents of traders near the docks. It was also close to a watering hole where a lot of the locals and travelers go to.“Yeah, I’ll handle everything here.”Rombus was going to be left in charge of setting up a place for trading there. So they were leaving all their stuff with him.“Keep an eye on our little green horn over there. Don’t let him make a fool out of himself.”Asron gives a brief gaze at Cortus, who was now doing some display of his spear skills to a few passersby.Looks like their comrade was eager to
“Where are we going?”After his initial interview, the two were no longer wary of his presence, making conversation much easier for him.They left the temple and were now moving towards another building near there. One that was as grand, but had a unique design.It boasted tall stone pillars and totems. It only had a single floor, but its height equaled that of the other larger buildings.It had letters he hardly recognize written on its doors. People of different races came in and out of it, making the place crowded.“We have to get you some papers, little one. It’s quite important, since you’ll need it if you’re going to stay here for a while.”Hemlock explains as they entered the premises of the said establishment. Inside, there were several
After doing a little tinkering with his skill, and a few objects, he picked up along their travels. He was able to make a fine set of batons. By using a few sticks, and his ability, he made the roots intertwine to it, and then coated it with a special sap.Satisfied, he went to see their moping companion, who was still sighing in the side of their tent.“Hey Cortus, can you spar with me?”Chris greets, giving out his most cheerful expression as he stood there. The fellow just gave him a defeated look before returning to drawing on the dirt.“I don’t think your weapon is good for that.”The guy was pertaining to his guns, so he quickly fished out his newly made weapons from his back.“I have these!”