Seelo (part 2)

fearing for their lives the stood back to back the rain dripping from there weapons now drawn. The oldest wielding a long sword holding it tight with both hands holding it in a guard position. the young man wielding a arming sword and a small iron buckle. the yound women starts to draw the newly nocked arrow on her hand crafted bow. Tairayem pulls a small steel dagger used for rituals out of her cloak. the four standing at the ready. A pure killing intent so strong it made their blood boil with fear and the brain only think one thing..

"RUN!"

as they looked to the cliff to see a clothed figure covered in blood holding onto the cliff above them with one hand a bow drawn back with his teeth and his hand aiming the bow at the for travellers. the four with a sense of confusion on why he was using his mouth instead of just using a crossbow or a bola. but in the instant they slipped out from there alertness and arrow flung from his clenched teeth snapping through the rain with a high pitched whistle disorienting the four in front of Fentret. he dropped from hes hand hold on the cliff and with a burst of speed commenced hand to hand combat. Blade of steel from the young man came down just to miss it's intended target and hit the ground the vibrations from the impact with the continuous rain made the arming sword free from the boy's feeble grasp. Fentret snatching the sword uses the side to smack the yound swordsman as hard as he could muster with this adverse condition. metal to metal as the sword struck the young swordsman's helm snapping his head to the side rendering him unconscious with a possible major condition and ruptured ear drums. Spinning on his agile feet from years of nimbly moving through the forests rough root ridden terrains He swept the tall older swordsman who was stunned from watching his blonde blue eyed student's frightened expression turn to the dullness that followed a deep sleep. falling on his back from the loss of balance he lost his grip on his sword as Fentret ripped it from his prying grip. Fentret with in a split second of hearing the whistle of a twirling arrow strike the side of his face realised it took a small part of his lower ear. as primal instincts kicked in he rushed the panicked archer as she fumbled with a arrow try to notch it onto the string of her bow.

"Ou aR vorThie"

Fentret grunted through gritted teeth in his broken understanding of there complex language. One strong down word stroke with his fist sent her to the peace of sleep. Through years of constant change Fentret became good at one thing and that was learning things as fast as his brain would allow and in his case it was superior to the scholars and great sages from over all the world that this valley belongs to. Tairayem fainted at the sight of her fellows being viciously subdued. The four stood no chance against the monstrosity that Fentret had become through trails of burning rage and the flow of pure desire. The desire to survive, to learn, to live. the travelers no longer traveled the barbarous forest but the darkness of their inner consciousness.

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