Chapter 8: The Monk's Challenge

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Entrerri, Tyke as well as Elhessar couldn’t believe their ears. Did he just now say ‘Meltdown?’, Was the thought running in their heads. Elhessar blinked and said, “But how?” Tyke shook his head, “Impossible.” Entrerri’s face broke into a mischivious smile, “Unless…he is not a blacksmith, but a Whitesmith, officially... Super, this is getting more interesting. He is no newbie whitesmith either.”

Razor was red with rage, “Meltdown Eh? That wont stop me!!” Gaul stared at Razor and said softly, “I have no intentions of stopping you, I want to get rid of you…you have troubled me enough” Razor charged at Gaul. Tyke saw quick movements by both of them, it seemed as though Razor had ripped through Gaul’s Armor. Gaul’s face broke into a wicked smile. Razor’s pike was slowly melting and soon it had nothing but the handle left. Razor yelled, “WHY YOU! I’ll KILL YOU FOR THIS!!” Razor quickly put away his melted pike and took out a Saber. He charged towards Gaul. Gaul shook his head slowly and said, “You don’t get it do you?” He then flicked his swordmace quickly a few times, melting the knight’s Armor. Razor removed his armor and dropped it on the ground. Gaul smiled and said, “My my…there goes your favorite ghostly full plate. Aren’t we at a disadvantage?” Razor frowned, then charged towards Gaul. Gaul mumbled, “I chose to let you live, But you chose to die in my hands…strange is the ways of fate.” He quickly grasped his cart and spun around giving a massive blow to Razor, “CART TERMINATION!!!”

Razor’s peco crumbled and got thrown a few feet away, while Razor quietly fell on the ground, lifeless. Tyke stared at the fallen knight for a while. Assured that he was truly dead, he looked at Gaul calmly and smiled, “Your a whitesmith and still you chose to come with me, a mere swordsman? I presume you have plans of your own?” Gaul sighed, “Nah. I am a simple straight forward guy. I have no intentions. Besides…the market is really down at the moment. No one’s there to buy anything…and lot of my regular customers are missing, p’rolly have got killed. Sooo I just thought I’d join you. And besides when we finish up with this and go back, I might get new buyers.” Tyke grinned, “Indeed”

Entrerri walked up to the knight and checked him, “Strange. No emblem. He left the guild? Or the Orcs don’t have an emblem? Anyway…lets move and not waste time. C’mon El” El got up yawning, “You know, if what you say is true, that Kira is a power hungry maniac and is here for his profit. Don’t you think the other locusts will be with him too?” Gaul frowned, “What d’ a mean, El?” Elhessar started walking with Raymondo beside him, he continued, “I mean, a thief will have a company of thieves, no offence Entrerri…” Entrerri nodded, “None taken” Elhessar continued, “So, Kira would have rounded up many people like him and close to him.” Gaul snorted, “Your very early to realize that El. Don’t we all know that we’ll face powerful people?” Elhessar nodded, “I have just 1 question” Tyke calmly looked at Elhessar in front of him and said, “Shoot”

Elhessar turned up and looked at the sky. Scratching his chin he asked, “Did he have a guild?” The other three stopped dead. Elhessar dint hear footsteps behind him, so he turned and looked at them, “Urm…did I say something wrong?” looking at their shocked faces. Gaul sat on his cart and looked at Elhessar, “Oh man. We are in deep shit. Where there is Kira…you’ll have his pathological cronies and allies”

Tyke mumbled, “C’mon. There is no point wasting then. We have all the more reason to make haste” Gaul nodded his head sideways, “You don’t get it. One whitesmith, one half baked assassin, one swordsman who hasn’t changed his job yet AND a hunter…WHO CAN’T HOLD THE BOW!!! We can NEVER MAKE IT!” Everyone turned and looked at Tyke. Tyke smiled and said, “Have faith…we’ll…manage somehow” Gaul yelled, almost hysterical, “WE DON’T EVEN HAVE A  PRIEST NOR AN ALCHEMIST! ITS IMPOSSIBLE!” Tyke stared into tyke’s eyes, “So? If you wanna back out, I don’t mind. But I am gonna go ahead Even if I am alone, I am NOT giving up!! I’ll fight to the very end. I may not be able to do anything, but before I die I’ll kill atleast a few people, and then fall!” Entrerri smiled, “Very good…but Tyke, I’ll tell you the right way of talking to a whitesmith.” He turned at Gaul and mumbled, “We don’t mind if u want to chicken out”

“OVER MY DEAD BODY!”, yelled Gaul dropping Tyke and glaring at Entrerri. Entrerri shrugged his shoulders and asked, “So, why are u fussing then? Move you butt, the jaws of death await us with open arms” Entrerri stared at Gaul and grinned. “Humph!” said Gaul.

“An interesting…oh…what do you call it? Ah! An interesting dialogue, but I have to intervene. You see, I too have eh job to do”, said a male voice a bit away from them.

The four turned and looked at the source of the voice, Tyke saw someone sitting under the shade of a tree, he couldn’t see who or what he was. “Who’s There? Show your self!” commanded Tyke.

“Put you pants on shorty and calm down. I don’t want much, just a few things…to get done” said the man. He got up, but dint leave the shade.

Tyke frowned, “Very well. We can talk. But we wont waste much time with you…we have a job to do…”

“I understand that, swordsman. But what a pity, I cant let you proceed unless you are done with me.”

Tyke frowned, “Oh? Let me guess, your one of them and are next target?”

The man laughed, “Partly correct, my sword bearing friend. I am your next target, but no. I am not one of them”

Gaul growled, “Too bad. Your third party, and we aren’t interested. If aren’t one of them, you might as well walk away.”

The man walked forward, “I wont take too much of…your time. I’ll cut the chase and finish this”

Tyke stared at him. He was a monk, wearing a strange clothes and ornaments on his head, and carrying a strange looking mace. Tyke turned to Gaul and whispered, “I know he is a monk, but I really don’t recognize his clothes and his gear” Gaul looked troubled, “I donno about his other equipment, but the mace he is holding there is a Quadrille, which means…he is going to be tough to beat.”

Entrerri walked forward, “We’ll duel. I’ll fight you”

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