Chapter 8: On Aboard

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Clay Pov:

When I got to the docks, he saw that he wasn't alone which makes sense since this is a tournament. I'm going to guess that all of these people have some sort of power.

I was just minding my business when I saw a group of people talking to themselves. I didn't mind because it wasn't really business and the only thing I care about is getting Jestro back.

I ended up zoning out until I heard the boat come. I look up to see the boat dock and a man walk forward. Everyone got into a line as we walk to the boat. I was of course in front of this group when I over heard them telling each other to be careful as it could be a trap.

Clouse: Please watch your step madam.

I watch as a beautiful girl walk on the boat but I didn't mind. I turn to see the red guy looking at her while the guy in black and of look mad or should I say jealous.

Clay Mind: Ok so ether those two are in a relationship or that dude have a crush on the red guy.

As I walk up to the boat this guy stop me and gave me a weird smile.

Clouse: Ah Clay Moorington the son of Wade Moorington. Its great to see you.

Clay: You knew my mother?

Clouse: I wouldn't say knew her but I did like her work. After all she was a very strong spell caster.

Clay: Look I'm just here to get my friend back is all. I don't care what happens in this Tournament

Clouse: I can see that after all you are a strong knight just make sure you don't loose.

As I got into the boat, I saw the group look at me but I didn't care that much as I am just here to get my friend back and that all. Then I overheard the blue said that the reason why he here is to save a friend too.

Clay Mind: Are they in the same boat as me?

Then I heard a guy called out a Lloyd name which I am guessing is the green one as he look back.

Clay Mind: This can't be good.

I just decided to walk deeper in the boat as to not listen to what they are saying and when it came time, the boat started to leave.

Clay Mind: Don't worry Jestro I'm coming just hang in there for me.

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