Chapter 4 - A Journey Begins

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Today is such a long day.

Ezreal looked at his right hand, bleeding. He doesn't have a tool to get the bullet out of his hand, so he removed his gauntlet and started to get the bullet. Ezreal got it out and groaned in pain while he gets a white cloth from his backpack. He wraps it around his right hand and sighed heavily.

"Well, that ended up pretty bad."

A few minutes later, Ezreal looked at the sky and he realized that it's getting dark. He needs to go as soon as possible to the boat so that Eric can bring him home. Ezreal packed his stuff in his backpack, he stood up and he's ready to go. Although he also realized that he's in the underground of the cliff and looks at his right hand. How am I going to get up there with my hand freaking injured?

Well, Ezreal's not going to give up though. He get his backpack and grabbed his rope with a hook. He tried to throw it as far as possible and the hook got attached to the wall of the cliff. Now Ezreal just needs some confidence.

"Okay, don't fall me to death, rope." He gulped.

Ezreal grabbed the end of the rope and tied it around his left hand, in case he falls down to his death. Then he jumps to the wall and begins to climb up. Ezreal tries to walk up slowly while he's sweating so much. He's really nervous since his right hand is injured. Ezreal have done this before, but he's not used to it yet.

Four minutes later, he saw a tree that he notice earlier when Isabella betrayed him. Ezreal sighed with relief when the hook suddenly fell from the wall. He saw it coming and he's eyes widened with terror.

"Crap!" Ezreal shouted and looks at his left hand. He swings the rope forward to the wall and the hook got attached again.

"Phew!" Ezreal sighs heavily and begins to climb again carefully until he finally reached to the top of the cliff.

He looks at both of his hands and he doesn't much have a choice but to use his right hand to push himself up. Ezreal groaned in pain as he tries his best to climb up. After that, he finally layed down to the ground and gasped for air to relax. Sometimes, I hate going to adventures like this.

Ezreal stands up, fixes his hair and looks around if Isabella and her crew are still on the cliff, waiting for him. He knew that they have gone away and he doesn't intend to find them right now. Ezreal needs to go to Eric first.

A few minutes later, he finally made it to the place where Eric had parked his boat. But...

"Hold on, where- where is he?" Ezreal looks around with confusion, finding Eric. "This is where he parked his boat, I know it."

He ran and looks for Eric, nervously panicking. Maybe he just find another place to park his boat? Or maybe he just went back to the bar to get some water? He has a lot of questions in his mind, wanting to be answered already. Ezreal turns around and ran to go to the bar. Then a few seconds later, Ezreal made it and ran inside.

"Hey, Henry!" Ezreal shouted while panting.

"Ahhh, look who just came back." Henry turns around and smiled. "You here for a drink-"

"No, no. I'm not here for a drink." Ezreal stopped Henry from talking.

"You look worried, kid. What's the matter?" Henry asked Ezreal, worried.

"I- you know Eric right?"

"Yeah, of course. Your friend, right?"

"Yeah, yeah. Have you seen him lately?"

"No, I haven't. Why-"

"Did he came back here for some water though or-"

Henry holds Ezreal on the shoulder to stop him talking.

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