Chapter 35
Sword masters would have wept at the beauty and perfection of the moves that Vasos and Talis were performing, poets would have sold their souls to have witnessed the mastery so they could write about it later. As the fight around them comes to a close Sevrrir and Sander silently stand off to the side watching the battle with great respect.
“Look at those moves amazing isn’t it?” Asks Sevrrir.
“Yeah, are you getting bored too?”
“Extremely, do you think we should help him?”
Thinking about it while taking a swig. “Nah, if Vasos wanted he could end this fight real quick using his powers. Obviously he’s on one of his Spartan honor things or something.”
“That’s nice, so what was your final count?”
“Fourteen, you?” He questions anxiously.
With a frown Sevrrir counts on his fingers for a second. “Damn it, fourteen as well.”
“There’s got to be more bad guys on this island somewhere.” Sander says looking around.
“I don’t see any more enemies but here comes the golden messenger.” Sevrrir says pointing.
“I’m not doing the message, you can take care of it.” Sighs Sander. “I’m not a good public speaker anytime strangers are around I freeze up.”
Sevrrir looks around for a moment. “What public?”
“Hello Vasos and the guy he’s fighting with.”
“Maybe it is better I do the message, Kol might not be fluent in drunk talk.”
“Or we could wait until Vasos is done.” Recommends Sander.
“What if it’s important? I don’t want something to happen to the others on account of us waiting besides at the rate this thing is going we could be waiting all night.” Says Sevrrir walking up to the bird and pressing the button.
After listening to the message Sevrrir scowls. “I don’t remember seeing any eyes following us do you?”
“Nope, but it defiantly sounds like the same tunnel. Everything else matches perfectly.”
“Oh well, maybe it’s something new or it was just a fluke of some kind. In any case I like Kol more and more, I can’t wait to hear what Vasos says when we tell him Kol’s reply to his joke about taking him down.”
“It should be interesting when those two meet.”
“I can’t wait.” Titters Sevrrir. “I better send the message back and let him know how we’re doing.” He says pressing the button. “Hey Kol, this is Sevrrir, Vasos would have sent the message to you but he’s busy in some sort of a death match I think, so far he has refused to use his powers, Sander and I believe it’s part of some sort of Spartan honor thing but who knows for sure? Anyway we are on the island of Rhodes now and have destroyed twenty eight of his monsters, as soon as Vasos is done playing around we’ll find Chrysaor and be on our way to the second quest. Hope you guys can keep up, we’d hate to make you look bad. Oh and by the way, neither myself or Sander remember seeing any weird eyes following us. So I guess that’s it.”
“Wait.” Sander says pushing him out of the way. “And this is Sander the cool one of the group, when this whole business of quests is over we need to have a party that shakes the heavens! I’ll provide the wine and Sevrrir well he can do…something…but…”
Sevrrir pushes him to the side. “Shut up you wine drinking twit. Good luck fellas see you when we’re done.” He says pushing the button.
The eagle soars into the air heading back to Kol as the two of them settle in to watch the battle that’s slowing down.
“Tired Talis?”
“Not at all Vasos how about you?”
“I could go all day but I fear we do not have that kind of time. I’m sure other forces loyal to Chrysaor will be arriving shortly.” Replies Vasos.
“You’re probably right but unfortunately I am beholden to Chrysaor and until I am defeated I will fight for his cause.” He sighs.
“So if I were to beat you then you would have to help me?”
“I see where you are going with this Vasos.” He smiles. “Yes, if you were to take me prisoner then I would have to help you do whatever it is you ask, unfortunately I could not fight on your behalf because of the enchantment I’m under. But that is only if you could beat me and I will not willingly lose, to do such a thing is not in my nature.”
“That’s not a problem at all.” Smiles Vasos focusing his power on Talis.
“What are you doing to me?” He asks beginning to drop his sword.
“Nothing I was just thinking that you don’t really want to fight.”
“I don’t really want to fight.” He repeats dreamily.
“You just want to put down your swords and have a nice long nap.” Smiles Vasos focusing harder.
“I’m so sleepy, I think I’ll lay down for a little bit if you don’t mind.” Talis yawns dropping both of his swords and lying down.
Putting his sword away Vasos walks up to Talis grabbing the swords and throwing them over to his friends before leveling his sword to Talis’ throat.
“Talis wake!” He yells.
His eyes shoot open looking around unsure of what just happened.
Finally he notices Vasos’ sword edge leveled at his neck. “It would appear that I have been defeated.”
“So you have.” Smiles Vasos allowing him to get to his feet.
“I am your prisoner what would you have of me?” Questions Talis with a little bow.
“You must take us to Chrysaor’s base of operations.”
“As you wish.” He smiles.
“Good fight Vasos and to you stranger.” Sevrrir says walking up.
“Thank you young demigod, I was impressed by your skills as well as those of your friend.” He replies.
“Hey fellas you finished playing with each other.” Sander says stumbling towards them. “Great news Vasos, I started planning the after quest party with Kol and his men.”
“What?”
“Oh and Kol says not to let monsters beat you up too bad so you don’t have an excuse when he kicks your butt or something like that.” Sander keeps talking.
“What are you babbling about?” Demands Vasos.
Sighing Sevrrir walks up to Sander placing a finger on his forehead pushing him slightly so he just falls backwards into the sand completely passed out.
“What my inebriated friend was trying to say was the golden bird returned while you were busy. The message from Kol said that they were visited by some strange voice and it enchanted their ship so it could travel the way ours does. The way they described the things they saw sounded exactly like what we saw with the exception of them seeing a weird pair of green eyes following them during the trip inside the tunnel. I told him we didn’t remember seeing anything like that, also he said that they are at Noi on their first quest. I told him that we are on ours as well and have already made great progress. The last thing he said was his retort to your jab saying he could beat you more or less. Then the genius here pushed me aside and tried to say we need to have a party after the quests.”
“I see. It’ll be fun when Kol and I can play a little bit.” Smiles Vasos. “As for the eyes I don’t remember seeing any following us either, I’m guessing it’s whatever goddess we owe a favor to.”
“A good guess.” Sighs Sevrrir.
“I know that it’s none of my business but I don’t believe it wise to owe a favor to any deity.” Says Talis gravely.
“That’s what I said.” Agrees Sevrrir.
“It was the best choice at the time given our options.”
“Which one is it that you owe a favor to?” Questions Talis.
“That’s the worse part, we don’t know.” Sevrrir answers for him.
“Hmmm, that is troubling. Have you no clue at all?” He questions.
“None.” He answers sorely. “But right now all I can do is worry about the quests I’m on, speaking of which how far must we travel?”
“Half a day’s walk.” He answers.
“Then for now we will return to the ship and
sail to another place for the night and continue the journey in the morning.” States Vasos lifting Sander and throwing him over his shoulder. “Man I do this way too often.”
“Yeah you do.” Laughs Sevrrir.
“What about me?” Asks Talis.
“You’ll come with us, that way I can learn everything there is to know about Chrysaor, his defenses, monsters, everything.”
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