Bab 30: Broken individuals under the starry sky
[Graimpuf (transformed) - lvl 45]
He remained frozen once he saw the creature's level, it was the highest he had ever seen and it had forty more levels compared to him–a measly level 5 battlemage.
[Nature Sage- lvl 32]
Finrod watched as an onslaught of thick green vines lunged at the creature targeting its multiple heads and striking it causing loud snapping sounds.
The transformed Graimpuf winced to a strike and hopped back away from the Nature Sage.
It growled exposing its sharp large fangs and then it roared.
It opened its mouths again, and blue energy gathered inside of all three of them forming a ball when suddenly, it released them turning them into bolts of lightning once they left its mouth and they were all directed at the sage.
Neska willed a vine turning it into an elastic coil that threw him up escaping the bolts at the last minute which went up in flames when the bolt struck it.
He landed on a tree branch meters away and he stood huffing, breathing with trouble.
The Graimpuf licked the wounds on its head and legs and then released a howl. It peered into the village turning its head and looking for signs of life around, something it could attack.
When Finrod noticed this, he ran behind a hut and held his hand over his mouth hoping to escape the creature's search for prey.
It grunted and then howled again. It looked at the exhausted Funari on a branch over a hundred meters away, it scrowled and then turned its face away going into the place from whence it had come from.
It had eaten enough and didn't want to go through so much trouble just to have some more snacks on its taste buds.
"Oh thank the goddess." The chief said with a sigh of relief.
As he remained squatting on a tree, some vines slowly crept up towards him. They pressed on his back and a green glow emanated from their area of contact.
Finrod sprawled on the ground once he saw the creature's had gone. He spotted the chief doing what looked to be healing and there, it dawned on him, he had been so scared and worried that he didn't notice, the sky had gone a lot darker and Finrod could tell that this was the nighttime Elessar was talking about and he noticed how different it was during the supposedly day when the suns are out but dimmed.
It was just like every night in Melos prior to the invasion of demons.
He released a sigh reminiscing the short stories he listened to under the bright stars of the night and close to the warmth of a fire.
His thoughts were interrupted once the people began coming back in droves. They mumbled, many cried and many were just too traumatized to speak.
They came back to the place of their ancestors, many had laid their lives for them to enjoy the privilege, the least they could do was enjoy it but that hadn't been the case since the demons came. Their ancestral home was now hell.
They all walked to the center of the village, what seemed to be the square and where Finrod had passed earlier garnering stares from them.
He then heard the feet of a beast coming his way, he hastily turned his head to the left and saw Elessar on her Graimpuf.
'Something isn't right.' He could tell from her face that she felt terrible and worried.
Pouka stopped in front of him, still in his sprawling position.
"I can't find my mother anywhere!" Elessar cried.
"How? Don't tell me…"
"Not whatever you're thinking, I think she got up by herself. I saw footprints, she had walked out."
Finrod simply nodded, unsure of what to say.
She then got off Pouka and lightly brushed her fly away in which it responded with a loud buzz and then it flew away.
She sat by Finrod leaning on the hut with her face looking into the sky. The dark sky was beautiful as it was riddled with many beautiful stars, the night albeit much more dangerous than it was once before still retained its cool sweet feeling.
It was like she was entranced by the stars but then, tears fell from her eyes and then, her head slowly fell and rested on Finrod's shoulder.
"She'll be fine." She tried reassuring herself and then, she sobbed some more.
Finrod then lifted his right hand and placed it on her head patting her.
"It will be alright. It will be alright"
The Funari people awaited their leader, many had been slaughtered but there still stood hundreds of them. Many were hopeless and many were filled with rage.
Their leader, the chief, slowly descended from his spot and landed safely with the help of some vines.
He walked to his people and after getting to a little slab of stone placed in the center at the front for public speaking, he stopped and got on it.
"My brethren, I understand your frustrations, your fears and your worries. Many of you have lost your loved ones, your properties and even your sanity and you are no means wrong or at fault for feeling that way. This is what they hope to achieve, the demons, they want to instill fear in us, subjugate and feed on us as well, but we won't let them… or would we?!"
"No!" The crowd yelled uniformly, the once betrodden and lifeless crowd roared in unison throwing up their hands.
Neska felt a weight lift up his shoulders as he saw the faces of determination in his people, the hands of approval and the energetic mumbles, they were far from giving up and leaving themselves to be slaughtered, he could see that. Relief flooded through him and his tensed muscles relaxed and then he thought of what he had spoken to himself, how he needed to have the people to progress, to kill so that they may grow in power, they were a village of warriors and although they hadn't faced creatures of this caliber, they could grow up in strength and fight it once again.
"Then, stand for your people. Level up!"
Hadiah
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