Disguised as the moon

Chapter 4

   To answer my question yes, their are still dwarfs, thank goodness their skill, footstep, and miniature self. Provide mircals in battle, working low, she thought, as she clasped chain mail onto one of their backs.
  She sat down and whatched the men spare in the arena.
  "Wrong, wrong, wrong! Stop! Use your feet, your brain, and give it a little more will power. You have more strength than your opponent, no matter who the small vs. the tall, either way their is leverage in both! Fight! And don't be afraid to hurt the other, we have a infirmary!" She encouraged them, walking around them giving advice, before she sat down again. The battle proceeded.
    Across the room, three dwarfs ran around each other, in a triangle formation, throwing rocks at the others bruised face. They chuckled and ran away, before running back into each other bumping heads, they fell onto the dirt.
   "Arrowhead can you please get off me..... Cant... Breath." He said with gasps of air being pushed out of his lungs. The dwarf took his time, slowly beging to crawl away, the pushed himself back onto Messenger. Messenger pushed him off his chest, and lunging off his back as far as possible. All the while, Arrowhead laughed and helped Messenger to his feet. The other dwarf, the Hunter, sat in the background of all of the commotion chuckling at his little brothers.
  " Guys, get up. The Cheif is coming." He warned growing to an attention with a upside down saulute.
  " We were just messing around, sorry cheif." Arrowhead spoke up, looking down at the ground.
  "I'm sorry."
" For what having a little fun, I just wanted to come and greet some of the dwarfs. Do any of y'all know a Gromonian'damar?" She asked smoothly, while the dwarfs tried not to show how shocked they were.
  "Yeah that's our father." Hunter said standing up straighter. Remoka showed no facial expression.
  " Wow, son's, well then by my honor to your father, do y'all want to work at it right hand side of being a cheif?And are y'all the only dwarfs left? " She clearly stated. The dwarfs had no words, how easily they could have stepped up so vastly in rank because of their late father.
  Messenger piped in, " Yes, we would absolutely love to, take up out new position in rank, chief." He said bowing as they all followed. " To answer your question their are still some dwarfs left here, the rest flew for the mountains the last chance they got. They never came back since. We've sent people to track them down. But the only issue was, we live underground, so to find our entrances are nearly impossible, even with a bloodhog. "
  " Ok, thank you for letting me in, and did we really get bloodhogs?"
  " Yes, mam, their back behind the kitchen where we keep the animals outback. And their saddles are in the storage lockers.
  " This just gets better and better." She chuckled. And now addressed everyone in the room.
  " Everyone listen up, because you have all worked so hard, and I'm in a good mood. Let's have some fun!" Everyone applauded and came by to thank and talk to her.

   "Your going down Hunter!" Remoka yelled from across the room, while playing a game of war. Messenger and Arrowhead grabbed at her legs so hunter could get to her more easily. She went to jump up and sidestep is swing, and just took the other two with her and flinging them off. Tom was fighting with her fighting back to back. They would cross, nearly hit the other or even used the other person behind then as leverage to fight off the enemy team.
   " That's what you think Cheif Remoka!" Darian yelled, tackling her to the ground. Remoka wrapped her leg around his troat, the grabbed his arm to trip a person running by.
" Let everything around you be used as a leverage, and every weakness, because the enemy will not fear anything but us. If even that is anougher." She screamed over the battle, she was centered in the middle of the dark vast room. Tom, grabbed a hold of her and pulled her away from Darian, as she grabbed the other along the way and flung him at the chests of a few men running and circling her in. Now, it was her turn to show off, Tom just looked at her, and she only nodded. Remoka acted vanrable, tricking the enemy and acting to give up. They closed in around her more and more until they were two yards away.
    She jumped up nailing two men in the head, and dropping her feet, landing on top of their chests. Sparky came in behind her, and everyone closed in the circle.
   "Time to show you what I can do cheif , it will remind you never to mess with me again." He stated, pulling a shileded and full welded armor with him along with a spear.
  " Well, that's just the thing about battle, you never win if you have a deep down anger or type of grudge. You can look the part on the top layer. But you have to remain calm under all circumstances in order to win." She helped.
   " I don't need your help I know how to win a battle with my eyes closed and hands tied behind me with a rope."
   "Oh is that so."
        He growled, then arrupted into a charge. As, Remoka easily side steps a charge that would have impailed her. Sparky turned around and swung his spear, trying to gut Remoka. But once past her Remoka thrust the tip of the spear down, and kicked the but end of it, causing it to fly into the air and landing into her cold palm. She swept his feet out from him before he could even react. Sparky crouched low and unsheathed a dagger.
 
Remoka only looked at him, and Tom stood in the background learning and taking notes on everything he could. Along with the rest of everyone. She stared into the depths of his soul, and was slowly sucking the energy out of his body. He went to stand up but pasted out and the weight of his armor pulled him to the ground with a loud thud, that cause to break his ribs.
   Remoka looked to everyone, who were now backing away.
   " This is why we do not wear armor and only chainmail." Immidianyltly men started to throw their full prices of armor to the ground. Clicks of unlatching echoed through the caverned room.
  " By the way, while everyone is doing that. I hope you guys know y'all have to clean your armor up and put them back into the lockers and armory's  depending were you got yours from.
   Sounds of picking up armor and walking left the room with the men, leaving the three little dwarfs, a Tom, and the nurses taking people to the infirmary on wooden boards. 
   Remoka and Tom walked over to the dwarfs. "You are all improving, you especially Tom, how about this follow me. I want to congratulate y'all." Remoka gestured for the door.
  " Their is no need to congratulate us Cheif." Hunter said, so Arrowhead slammed his armor on hunters chest along with Messengers.
  "Take this since your not coming, will ya." Arrowhead said sprinting off, with messenger.
  "Hey! Get back here and get your armor!" He yelled out.
  "Sorry can't, I've got to leave. Oh well, maybe next time.
  " You always say that, Messenger that means you too!" Messenger only looked away and ran faster.
  " You know that you can still come with us Hunter, leave the armor by the door. I'll drop by and get it later." Remoka piped in.
   " Thank you Cheif." Hunter said relived.
  " Please call me Remoka."
hunter then bowed and ran up to his brothers who ran away even faster, pulling on their heads. Which toppled them back.
   They all left the room and went into the light of mid-day, with Remoka's mischievous smirk, plastered on her Elfen face.