Avilien: Tutorial islands

Protector

Brit, happy, and yet still emotional watched as Luke moved forward. He walked the road alone. Moto and Salamay looking on gripped their weapons tight. Neither believed Luke to be a threat after their last battle and yet that niggling doubt left by Levit had them on edge. Both smirked, Damocles would be happy once again after they brought Luke down. He would then have all four Beta classes.

"Cissy, Nagori. Protect Brit. She isn't herself right now," said Luke as he didn't stop walking.

"Sorry Luke, but I'm not going to do that. You need help with those two. Especially her curses," explained Nagori as she hurried after Luke and healed him up.

"What makes any of you think you will get through us?" Moto asked as he laughed.

Luke looked at the big fat lad, a glare that told Moto to back down and back off. A fierceness very few got to see. Moto trembled a little as he stared back at Luke.

"Move, or be moved," snapped Luke. In no mood for games and not even drawing his weapon Luke charged his ability Thunder Bounce.

"Try and move us kid. It will be you who regrets it. Like the last time," scoffed Salamay.

Racing across the road with weapon drawn Lance threw his holy sword at Moto who parried the blow only to find Lance had blipped to him and now was in his face.

"My guild master said move. So guess what? You move fatso!" roared an angry Lance as he pushed Moto back.

Salamay who was ready to curse Luke was distracted by Lance's arrival and within those seconds she had Nagori in her face with staff at the ready.

"You heard my brother, witch. Our guild master isn't to be bothered by the likes of scum," said Nagori as she smirked at Salamay.

"Hear that Luke? When you beat the snot out of their leader you're going to be our guild leader. Leader to the Guild of Daggers. I won't take no for an answer." Lance stared up at Moto, the big man even bigger than he.

"Beat them. Both of you can. I'm going ahead." Luke moved between Moto and Salamay, neither could strike him as Nagori and Lance held them off.

"Lucky I read your mail, Lance. Making Luke the guild leader is a good call. Problem is if he accepts," said Nagori.

"Are the pair of you seriously going to have a conversation before us?" raged Moto.

"Oh shut up, lard boy," said Lance as he booted Moto in the gut and made him recoil. "If he doesn't accept then we dog pile him until he does. That idiot will be our guild leader. Mark my words."

"Cant call our guild leader an idiot, Lance."

"Will the pair of you shut up!" raged Salamay as she threw out curses like confetti.

Luke paid the four no attention. His focus remained on the tall doors. Even when Rajin appeared by his side. It was the second time he had seen the giant black panther. Luke recalled Nebs stating how strong he was. He also recalled that Rajin wanted to save Nebs, who was his baby brother.

"You have proved my master wrong kid. Leave Nebs to me along with any other guides that need saving. I'll take that burden away and vow to not interfere with your fight. Unless you lose." Rajin smirked as he walked next to Luke.

"All that matters is the game guides and anyone else in that man's clutches are saved. Save them, all of them Rajin."

"As you wish, young master." Rajin bowed his head and stopped walking as he and Luke came to the tall double doors.

Looking the doors up and down Luke put all his strength, coupled with Thunder Bounce into his right boot. He kicked the doors so hard the frame cracked and each door flew across the room startling Damocles and causing him to jolt out of his seat.

Damocles looked across the room at the two nameplates. He recognised Luke's and noticed he'd grown by two levels in such little time. That didn't bother him half as much as the level twenty, snarling, teeth barring Rajin.

"Didn't I tell you? I told this moron that my master would come for me and whoop his butt. Those potato fields are mine! All mine!" Nebs cackled in his cage next to a petrified Smoot who cowered and shook.

Nebs, happy to see Luke shed a tear for him filled his heart with joy. Before his heart stopped and he started to choke as he saw Rajin vanish and reappear outside of his cage.

"B... Big brother!!" screamed Nebs in panic as he flung himself to the back of his cage. "I don't want to be saved! Damocles protect me!" roared Nebs as he clung to the very bars that held him captive.

"Ever the comedian, baby brother," snarled Rajin as he moved his muzzle against Nebs' bars. Rajin zipped across the room so fast no one had seen him move.

"Can't beat me on your own even though I hear stories you are Awesome Biscuit? Pathetic," said Damocles as he started to sweat.

"Rajin isn't here for you. I am. I'm putting an end to you and your group." Luke drew his sword and Damocles regained his composure.

"So you are not going to fight?" Damocles asked Rajin who cleaved open the guides cages with one claw swipe.

"I'd like nothing more than to use you as a scratching pole. But this is Luke's battle. I'm taking all of the guides and my brother so you don't have any hostages to use in your fight." Rajin reached into the cage that contained Nebs. Nebs who grew bigger by the second as his mind raced with fear.

"Ha. Seriously? Oh well. Soon enough Denile will be here and deal with you all. Can't wait to put you on sale, Rajin." Damocles smirked as he conjured two swords dripping in magma. "Let's fight once more then kid. Hope you hold out longer than you did before." Damocles started to channel Magma Rain and Luke walked slowly towards him as the Corpse Collectors banners fluttered high above the room.