Chapter 66: The Hunt

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Zaxl didn't take long to appear but he showed up with a greatsword and not a bow.

"Now that is a sword!" Jethro exclaimed.

"I thought you wanted a bow?" I asked, confusedly.

"I did until I felt how sharp this blade was, it is just my style."

"Good, maybe you could train us!" Jethro commented.

"I will consider it," Zaxl nodded.

"I can handle any sword!" Jethro lied.

"Take it, then," Zaxl offered up the sword to Jethro, who dropped it instantly.

"Mother of pearl that is heavy!"

"What did we learn?," Zaxl chuckled.

"Not to be cocky," Jethro said with a sheepish smile.

"Give me back the sword, Jethro."

Jethro gave him back the sword and Zaxl picked it up effortlessly.

"Hey, what happened to Stella?" I asked.

"I'm right here," a voice echoed.

"Where?" I asked, confused as all hell.

"Right next to the jar, I was wondering when you would notice me.

"I'm sorry for losing you, Stellaron, Jethro said tearily.

"It's okay, do not worry. I can turn invisible at will," she explained.

"So you flew over the wall?" I asked, impressed.

"I most certainly did.

"Why didn't Murloc notice you?"

"I can turn invisible for a solid hour," she gleefully said.

"Are you invisible right now?"

"Yes, I am," she confirmed.

"Become visible, Stella, we need you here."

"Fine..." she relented.

"Wait, where were you when we slept? Zaxl asked.

"I was outside the gates."

"Invisible, I presume?' I asked.

"Only when I heard the commotion," she confirmed.

"You heard how loud we were, eh?" Murloc sheepishly smiled.

"You don't mind harpies, Murloc?" Jethro asked.

"Nope, my best friend is a harpy."

"We came across some messed up harpies," I cringed.

"That is very unfortunate, what did you do to piss them off?"

"I slew their leader after they stole our demon jar," Zaxl explained.

"The hell is a demon jar?" he asked, confusedly.

"A jar filled with the body and soul of a demon.

"Demons don't have souls."

"This one was a ghoul and we trapped him, any questions?" Jethro asked annoyed.

"Nope," he admitted.

"Good, let us hunt," Jethro said impatiently.

"What are we hunting anyway?" I asked.

"Razorbacks,"

"No problem," Jethro said a little too confidently.

"Careful, Jethro, they pack a mean bite, Murloc warned.

"Yeah yeah, let's go hunting already.

"Can you keep up with me, Zaxl?" Murloc asked.

"Depends on how old you are," he joked.

"Eighty-seven," M answered.

"You are so young! For a Draulter I mean,"

"Murloc began running and Zaxl kept up the pace.

"Where did you learn your magic, Zaxl?" M asked.

''The Bronze Owl, you?"

"From Callisto," he answered.

"Who is that?" Zax; asked, curious.

"The greatest mage on this side of the Marsh. Taught me all I needed to do to survive," he explained.

"I should pay him a visit," I replied.

"You really should!" Murloc excitedly said.

"Wait up you guys!" Jethro shouted angrily.

"Oh, right..." I sheepishly smiled.

"Jethro look out!" I shouted just as a razorback charged at him.

"He swung his sword and it cut off the hog's head.

"I love you, sword!" Jethro kissed the dull part of the blade.

"I'm glad you're enjoying this, but don't forget our goal here," I warned.

"We are just getting food, right?"

"Food is sacred, it is a blessing from Yuna" Murloc explained,

All of a sudden, I heard a deafening roar, and from the cave emerged a massive bear.

We are screwed.

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