A blond kid steps lightly and quickly down a hill. The forest was thick but the branches aren't quite sharp enough to damage his clothing, being a red coat on a white shirt. Along with it is white pants with red knee patches and black shoes. With jade green eyes he looks around the forest. The time is of day as he makes his way through the bushes with bow and arrow in hand, aimed at a deer that is hit with a trap he set beforehand.

By sunset he was carrying the deer on him and heading back home. Until he saw a cloud of smoke nearby,and to the direction of the smoke is a small battleground. For children. Hunter children. Hunters being a race of human like people with a dragon tail and their skin being either red or blue scales. Knowing what they are capable of,the blond boy stayed low from them. Except it didn't work when a grown adult hunter in a leather hood and cloak appeared before him,likely from the dead deer he's carrying that's bigger than himself.

Luckily,this was the day of celebration,where children hunters are put into a tournament to fight at the the age of seven. The winner is prized with a chakram that represents their growth to adulthood. The human boy was escorted to a bench and spared of death because of this one occasion. They ask for his name and job,and he responded.

"My name is Drew...and my job is blacksmithing."

An absolute stranger with little importance,the hunters are somewhat happy. They allowed him to live now with the condition of staying for the tournament. The tournament works by a 2 by 2 square spot of land where 4 matches between children are made. There are 32 children, armed with a finely shaped yet blunt wooden two handed swords and wore light amount of leather armor. Drew sat hunched over with arm supporting his head. He wasn't sure which fight to focus on when they begin.

"Alex and Benny!"a hunter shouts at the spot near Drew, "You two shall have up to 20 minutes to deliver 5 hits on each other. The one hit the most loses and the winner proceeds to the next round."

Two hunter children were standing in opposite corners within the square space of combat. One of them has red hair and scales,the colors of which were bright and eye catching that Drew had to look at him.

"Fight!"

The two children drawn out their swords and ran to meet at the center. Alex,the one who Drew looked at, came to a stop to put up his guard before the other hunter child,Benny,delivered a fierce downward slash. The attack was parried,and Alex quickly move in on a swing at Benny. That was the very first hit of the day. Benny quickly pulled up his sword to a proper stance.

"Sorry I was excited,"he said, "Still quiet?Alright Alex,you should know I find your unresponsiveness and lack of things to say annoying."

Blows were sent and blocked,and this went on for 16 minutes. It seems insane that a sword fight can last this long. Benny got 2 hits in while Alex got 4. Alex attacked to Benny's left. It met with Benny's blade, but Alex quickly rotate his sword to Benny's exposed right shoulder, and from there the match ends with Alex's victory. Benny and Alex exited the ring, walked to one of many wooden tables nearby and sat on the bench by those tables. The round ended and the children who either finished their match or have their twenty minutes up were called to dinner. Drew was also called to the feast as the hunters are kind enough this evening to allow humans their piece of meat. He sat down on the corner of a table that has one hunter in a cloak on the opposite corner,with Alex sitting next to him. He lightly elbow Drew in the back.

"Huh?"Drew turns to look at Alex,who seems to be offering one slice of beef in his hands.

"I don't eat raw food,"Drew said to Alex.

Alex didn't say a word,and instead face the table and starts chewing on the food.

"Actually,I will take it,"said Drew to child hunter.

Alex let Drew grab the meat slice and Drew gets off the bench. He picks up and brushes a nearby stick where it holds the beef and sat at a fireplace nearby. Time went by for the meat to finally be cooked and eaten by a famished Drew. The deer he hunted must be eaten by the wildlife or rotten by now. His bow and arrow is still by his side,but they wont do even a scratch against hunters. That aside,Drew has to make himself comfortable throughout the entire celebration,so he went back to the side bench where 4 more pairs of hunter children are dueling in the arena. By nighttime,Drew has gotten tired,and seeing different battles between children isn't helping him stay up. The round is about to end,but he fell to his side,now asleep.

When he woke up,he realize he is in a tent,still too tired to move. He can,however, look around,and to his right is his bow,arrow,and a small pile of ropes. He walked out of the hunters' village,with them watching him go with a few children saying goodbyes and the likes. He didn't know who won the whole celebration,but that's the least of his concern. In the forest,he saw a deer by a pond,and remembered being short on food back home. Drew held his bow up and rest two arrows on the nest,carefully aiming at the deer,before letting go of the string. Both arrows are lodged into the deer,it falls to the floor drained of life.

"Haha!Bet those chumps with their wooden swords don't stand a chance against me and my 80 pound bow!"Drew called out victoriously,seeing how no hunter can be this far out to hear him.

An informant entered a room with the hunter king's permission.

"Your highness,A human was given hospitality in one of our outside forest villages."

"You know my intolerance to humans,so send words to my general to deliver a force to the village and not let any human they see walk by alive."

"Yes,your highness."