We all followed Kuleer out of the castle and into the Euri -o Anad Forest. We were moving so fast I had to duck on my elk so the passing branches didn't whack me in the face. When we arrived to our destination the smell of blood overpowered everything. A few guards were already fighting off some warlocks that could have easily overthrew them. We all rushed in to help.
I loaded my bow and started sniping warlocks one by one. As I rode, my elk's seven point antlers skewered any enemies in his path. Even when some of the warlocks tried to jump on me and drag me down, I swiftly took out my dagger and either slit their throat or stabbed them.
I take a quick glance around and I see Shian going berserk on 8 warlocks, Nelle protecting Fiona from 5, Zayne and Neraheal bashing through roughly 30, Kuleer slaughtering 12, and Kaden and Aria slicing through 20. While I wasn't paying attention a warlock had managed to cut my leg. Fiona sensed this and had Nelle follow her to where I was.
I got of my elk and sat near the base of a Dark Oak tree. When I saw Fiona and Nelle I asked "How did you know I was injured?"
"It's one of my powers," Fiona replied. "I can sense when people close to me get hurt. You have been deeply cut, but the others have only been merely bruised."
I look down at my leg and almost pass out. The fact that my leg was open and blood was gushing out freaked me out. Fiona wiped it up with a wet rag and then wrapped it up with a silk threaded fabric. Fiona and Nelle then helped me onto my elk and we walked over to Kuleer. The others had managed to kill the rest of the warlocks and were now gathered by him.
"You guys did a good job out there," Kuleer was saying. "You guys are now officially qualified to be in the Elven Army as band 29."
We all kept straight faces, for killing wasn't as easy as it seemed. The death of the other creature almost haunts you, even though you don't realize it at the time.
"You all shall have a feast tonight to honor your courageous actions during battle, but because you are now apart of the army you will meet everyday -except for Sunday- at the castle to be assigned your task," Kuleer continued.
After he finished talking we headed back to the castle.
"You okay?" Kaden asked on our way back.
"Yeah, I'm good. It's just a small cut," I replied.
YOU ARE READING
The Elf of Arbre Velki
FantasyA 16,000 year old elf named Zelphar, and his two friends Aria and Kaden long to be apart of the Elven Army. Once they do become warriors they see things that should be stopped, yet the kind passes it by as nothing. When things get out of hand Zelpha...
