Garlox quest

Chapter 39; words of sanity.

Just as their feet reached the ground, they started to run as quickly as they could. Trying to get away from Lynch, and all the guards that could come to get them. 'I'm so sorry Mex, I have no idea what came over me.' As they held hands, Mex couldn't afford to look back at her. But as long as they held hands, he knew she was fine. 'Don't worry about it! We all have our demons inside..' Mex didn't hear February speaking, but somehow she triggered a feeling of good will within him. 'This way!' Mex made a sharp right turn, entering Dernudist's market Hall. 'I remember it here, Mex. I feel a great magical power coming from somewhere within this market maze.' 'Than what are you waiting for? Teleport us there!' Many started to stare at Mex, as February and him were still running. 'I can't. It's magically sealed off. It's for their own protection, it must be pretty dark magic! Wait.. over here!' February dragged Mex inside an abandoned ally, just outside the market square. They decided to catch their breath for just a couple of seconds. 'Is.. is it somewhere near here?' 'It seems like we're already there.' Mex looked around, but there was not a single place that even looked like a magical one. 'Are you sure?' 'I'm pretty sure of it. Whoever settled down here, didn't want to be found.' Mex quickly peeked around the corner, seeing if they were being followed. 'Isn't there a magical switch? Or a magical button? I don't know what you magic people use.' 'Perhaps..' February started to feel around the walls, but couldn't feel anything. 'Ya dumb twats, what kind of self respecting wizard would install something stupid like a door switch in a wall?' 'I sorry.. no want to offend Mr.' 'Hey fairy, you can talk to me to normal way. Just like those other I gots that fairy dust magic.'

'How? We fairies usually don't give that way of communicating away so quickly.' 'Trust me dearie, I have no right to have it. Please, come inside! I'll show you around.' 'I'm sorry, sir.. but there is no way to get inside.' 'It's easy fella. Just walk straight through the wall. You'll get there.' Mex looked at February, but the only thing she did was nod at him. 'Well, okay.. here goed nothing..' 'But, you have to run into it! Or else the magical barrier will stop you.' Mex nodded, and ran as quickly as he could towards the wall. February looked at Mex, as he royally slammed his face against a stone brick wall. After the impact he quickly fell down to the ground. 'That was not so nice of you, sir.' But still he managed to let her giggle.  'I'm not that gullible dearie. I ain't letting ya in before I just know what ye want.' 'We just want some information, that's all.' The man appeared to be thinking. 'I can do that, dearie. But you have to give me some of ya fairy dust. I'm running low these days.' 'Agreed.' 'Wonderful! The man laughed as he showed them the enterance. 'Seriously.. you let me walk into the wrong wall?' Mex groaned in pain, still laying flat out on the ground. 'Well, no. It was the wall I wanted you to walk into. Everything just worked out perfectly for little ol' me.' Mex frowned, but February could only giggle as she helped Mex get up. 'Did you think that was funny?' February just shrugged, trying to hide her smile. 'Let me be a nice fella and give you a warm welcome. The door swung open, and a somewhat ting man opened the door.  He was wearing a stripe suit with big striped, and a matching hat. He also wore a monocle, and fancy brown dressing shoes. 'Vut be quick there laddie, you wouldn't want to walk into a wall twice now wouldn'tya?' Mex frowned 'I'd rather not, thank you.' They got inside, and the man offered them something to drink. 'My name is Gizma, it's nice to meet ya dearie. And.. you be fine lad, walk along.'

'Please! Let go of my child!' Gladia's mother tried to make Lynch stop, but she got blown away by a powerful, magical thrust. 'Would you mind repeating what I just said?' Gladia was screaming out loud, as she felt heaps of hair being pulled out of her hair. 'Prisoner, release that fellow royal!' Queenly and Vector suddenly slammed the door open. 'Ah, the annoying blonde. How nice to see you again.' 'I would say the same, but my daddy told me that lying would be wrong.' 'Ha.' Lynch scoffed. 'You never fail to make a dumber impression on me.' 'Perhaps that's why I never bothered to involve you in my plan, someone who can't see true potential is a fool himself.' Lynch dropped Gladia's head, and chained her feet to the ground 'true potential? You don't have any power that would even come close to matching mine.' 'I know. It may seem like I'm here to fight you. But I'm not.' Gladia's mom was still groaning on the ground in pain. 'Vector, would you mind?' He shook his head, and took her mom upstairs. 'Listen, I know you and I don't get along. But I'm here to offer you something.' 'Offer me something?' Lynch sounded interested. 'What would you have to offer me? You know this isn't my world, I wouldn't care about having possessions here.' 'I know,  I'm here to offer you your freedom.' 'My freedom? How would that work?' Queenly rolled her eyes, and sighed. 'God, why are these stories all so long to tell.' She sat down on the corpse of one of the guards that had just died. 'You see, Dernudist isn't the only who has been receiving scrolls about your world. My father has been collecting these since he was child. I can show you some of these scrolls, but only if you help me out.' Lynch groaned. 'As much as I don't like you, it does sound more promising than whatever she has to offer.' 'That's the thing. I want you to help me get rid of her.' Gladia let out a muffled scream, crying out for help. 'I assume that you're the one who got her eye out first?' Queenly giggled, and nodded. 'I was. She.. had seen something that shouldn't be seen. In order to protect my secret I must ask you to get rid of her.' 'That sounds easy...' Queenly shook her head.  'But you must keep her alive.' Lynch stared at her with a glimpse of insanity in his eyes. 'Kill her? But keep her alive? You're sick!' 'I never said anything about killing, nono. That would draw too much attention. Lynch, you seem like a strong guy. You could handle this entire city, right?' Queenly crossed her legs, as she tried to reshape the corpse she was sitting on to be a little bit more comfortable.  'I think so, no. I know so.' 'Good. If you take her other eye out, cut her tongue off, and chop her hands off.. we're in business!'