Traveler Journey

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3rd Log: Best Served Cold


Yulie: “Protect Leonard in my stead...”

The assassin dagger had thrust her back, its poison took just an instant to show its effects.
Her only mistake was leaving the tavern before anyone else, trying to get a foothold in open doors. 
A lad with green hair heard that faint plea, some mind images were triggered the moment 
the word ‘Protect’ was said. Another dagger was toss in the air, only to be set off by a gust of wind. 
Bright blue eyes like sapphires had a penetrating gaze, instigating fear to anyone who dare to stare them.
 
Spells were cast against a nimble glint, only to be wasted by their poor aim.
A heavy axe shaped like a Dragon head, cut down its targets with little resistance.
Where there was enemies, soon became a bloody mess of corpses staining in crimson 
every nearby wall. Draxes sullied face remained expressionless, only moving his 
head once he heard the tavern window break down. Leonard had been tossed into 
the streets by the blonde dancer, both newcomers were taken back by such a surreal 
scene of 15 dismembered corpses with their scattered remnants all over the town.  

Kara: “Magi come forth, wash away this shameful display.”

Three men fall down from nearby roofs, pressing on their foreheads a magic card with blue glow, 
chanting at unison one single word: Adveni. What arrived on the ground were giant humanoid beasts 
of a similar height to Leonard’s Knight. The dancer was interrupted, dropping on the sands 
a similar blue card, just in time to save herself from an axe edge.  

Leonard: “O Wizel, white warrior, wielder of the ancient sword, grant me your power. Verto!”

The White Knight raised up, its shield bashed over the closest Gigas head.
Meanwhile on Albana back alleys, a clash of steel resonated like dance music.
As time progressed, the Magi captain couldn’t keep up with Draxes restless assault.
A cracking sound was heard when his axe broke down after striking the black Ark shaped 
as a sheathed sword. A kick send him flying, to the other side of the alley, 
from there he witness a one eyed horned man clad in green armor, behind the blonde dancer. 

Shapur: "The Black Knight, your power… I think it shall be mine, now."

The Farian blade had just pierced the woman heart, taking from her cold hands 
the black knight’s Ark. He left giving Draxes an evil smirk of accomplice, 
no doubt he would blame him for killing the black knight pactmaker. Upon returning 
to the Tavern street, he saw half town destroyed by both the Knight and the fading Gigantes, 
they had to flee from the town at once. 

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