Chapter 7: Shouting

The drunk bandit moved his mug away from his mouth with a grunt as he heard the scream of his colleague. His mug crashed on the ground as he readied his glowing mace. "Where are you?!" he screamed looking in all directions. Another arrow went through the mist and settled into his throat. With a thump, he fell over taking his final breath.

I quickly made my way to the clearing where Carys and Riske were. She was kneeling behind one of the trees, with a dagger in her palm. At the sound of my footsteps she turned her head, "You're back. What happened?"

"No time to talk. I took out the archers, but they'll be more coming. Let's go now!" Carys nodded without argument this time and on foot, we made are way silently through the fortress.

Half-way though, a door opened with a heavy thud. Out came a skinny man holding a crate filled with meats. His head lifted up to the platform where the drunk bandit was. "Orte I have your boar meat," he yelled with a scrawny voice. "Orte? Hey are you sleeping." He laughed. The man grew a confused look as he turned his head noticing our presence. He began to shiver and dropped the crate. "Intruders!" he shouted turning around in an attempt to run. But before he could, a dagger was thrown into his back halting his movements. Carys ran up to the body to pull out her dagger.

"Nice shot." I smiled.

Before she could answer back, a much bulkier bandit came in the doorway with a huge great sword. His powerful swing knocked the weapon out of Carys' hand. The force sent her flying into a wall with a small gasp of pain.

My eyes went red as I saw the man stalking closer to her. My lungs filled with air and my stance straightened as I breathed out "Iiz Slen Nus!" I shouted, watching him being overtaken by a thick layer of ice. His frozen body hit the stone floor with a clunk at Carys' feet.

Her eyes were wide with fear now as she curled up closer and closer to the wall. I unsheathed my sword and shortened the distance between the ice form and I. With a quick slash, the man broke into a million pieces.

Carys was in a daze now. It was only when I reached out my hand to her asking if she was okay, when she came back to her senses. She stood up placing her hand in mine and let go of it when she went to search for her dagger wordlessly. She bent down when it was found and gripped on to it tightly, her back still towards me.

"Carys, this whole place is on high alert now. We can't escape unless I go in there."

I heard a whimper from her. The last thing I wanted was for her to cry now. But being who she is, Carys turned around with a smile and full dimples on her face "I'm coming with you!" she exclaimed running up to my side.

I'm always speechless with Carys. One minute she's shivering, and another minute she's shaking with excitement. I looked down at her now frayed hair and dress "Weren't you just shaking on the floor?"

"Well that was because that was such a powerful move! What was that by the way? Teach me!"

I sighed again for the third time today as we began our walk into the castle stepping over the bodies. "You have so many questions."