CHAPTER 2
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Conan rushed out of the tavern and a startled Ayumi followed close behind. As soon as
they reached outdoors, they froze as they watched the ghastly scene which took place before them.
At least 50 sinister, deformed creatures have invaded the kingdom. Lesser devils draining
the life-force of hapless peasants, orcs raiding banks and burning down houses, skeletons hacking
away with their bloodstained blades....it was all too horrible.
Conan drew his sword, anger pounding in his veins. Ayumi, although a bit frightened,
grabbed her magical spear. "For Omegnar and the Kai!!" Shouting his battle-cry, Conan dashed
forward and quickly disposed of 3 devils. Ayumi's throwing blade was detached from her waist.
Timing, she took a throw. The deadly blade struck a demon, cutting its arm off. "EEEEEEEEEE!" the
foul creature emitted an eerie, sickening scream as its severed arm dropped to the ground.
Ayumi gagged as she looked closer at the wound; inside, it was dark and hollow. No soul. She
shuddered.
The duo dispatched more than half of them when another horde of monsters joined the
remaining units, and within minutes the two were overwhelmed by their sheer weight of numbers.
The creatures came in from all directions, attempting to pile on top of Conan and Ayumi. Just
when they thought they were doomed, two familiar figures appeared from the shadows; one was
stout and powerful, the other skinny and carrying a staff with a shiny blue orb on it.
"Powers of the North and South, spirits of ice and fire........let a shower of flame and
ice destroy the Evil present within your vision......aid me in my spell, o' Lecros, Grand Master
of the Elements!" The skinny figure uttered a prayer, and almost immediately there was a
hailstorm, followed by comet showers. The invading monsters paused for a brief moment, and
suddenly all of them shrieked and scattered, for they feared that they would be hit by the
falling projectiles. But despite their attempts, they met their demise. The two figures
disappeared.
When all was over, Conan sat up and stared at Ayumi, who was shielding her head and
shivering. Realizing that all has returned to normal, she shed her coward's mask, sprang up
and laughed. "Ha ha ha ha ha! Those weaklings were no match for a heroic Amazon like me! Once
again, Ayumi the Great has saved the day!"
Conan flinched, as if struck."Oh, put a cork in it, all you ever did was toss your blade
and hide in a corner."
Ayumi pouted, sticking out her lower lip."I did not, Sir Conan! I did all the work!"
"You're pathetic for an Amazon," Conan countered.
"Oh? Says who?"
"Says me," Conan replied cheekily.
"Yeah, right. Yellowbelly."
"Yellowbelly, eh? Then you're more of a coward than a hen."
"One of these days I'll tear you to bits."
And they laughed all the way home.
~*~
The next day Conan awoke to a beautiful morning. Birds were heard singing, and the
sky was blue without a cloud. Sunlight streamed across the valley, its radiant warmth giving life
to the land of the Eight Field Isles. All seemed well that day, and the attacks left few scars on
the kingdom. Nothing could possibly go wrong today, he thought, as he stared outside his bedroom
window.
As usual, he greeted the people on the streets, stopped at the tavern, and surveyed the
streets. His heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of a poster which bore the image of a
young princess.
Princess Ran.
"No...it can't be...."
A crowd gathered not long after, the majority gossiping, gasping, some even fainted. A
closer examination of the poster confirmed his worst fears.
Ran was missing.
Conan felt lost suddenly, for a knight, it was very unusual indeed. Knights always knew
what to do, after all. An ice cube dropped down his back.
"Ran......"
Ayumi, along with her two friends Mitsuhiko the Necromancer and Genta the Barbarian,
noticed the crowd and found Conan rooted to where he was standing, a look of pure, thunderstruck
horror on his face.
Genta seemed confused, and queried the townsfolk. To his horror he found out that Ran had
been taken away by demons at the night of the attack.
Meanwhile, Ayumi scowled at the look on Conan's face.
She knew that Conan loved Ran more than anything else in the world. But Ayumi too was
attracted to Conan, and despite her rough nature she would try her best to act ladylike around
Conan. Amazons are pretty too. The only fault was their manners, that's all. After all, she was
considered the most courteous in her tribe. She was willing to do anything to get Conan to
like her.
And this would be the perfect chance to have Conan all to herself.
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Hehehe, this is the first fic I wrote, so perfect English not always included. Lots of
grammatical mistakes. Gomenasai minna-san ^_^
After all, what do you expect from a 14-year-old?
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Conan rushed out of the tavern and a startled Ayumi followed close behind. As soon as
they reached outdoors, they froze as they watched the ghastly scene which took place before them.
At least 50 sinister, deformed creatures have invaded the kingdom. Lesser devils draining
the life-force of hapless peasants, orcs raiding banks and burning down houses, skeletons hacking
away with their bloodstained blades....it was all too horrible.
Conan drew his sword, anger pounding in his veins. Ayumi, although a bit frightened,
grabbed her magical spear. "For Omegnar and the Kai!!" Shouting his battle-cry, Conan dashed
forward and quickly disposed of 3 devils. Ayumi's throwing blade was detached from her waist.
Timing, she took a throw. The deadly blade struck a demon, cutting its arm off. "EEEEEEEEEE!" the
foul creature emitted an eerie, sickening scream as its severed arm dropped to the ground.
Ayumi gagged as she looked closer at the wound; inside, it was dark and hollow. No soul. She
shuddered.
The duo dispatched more than half of them when another horde of monsters joined the
remaining units, and within minutes the two were overwhelmed by their sheer weight of numbers.
The creatures came in from all directions, attempting to pile on top of Conan and Ayumi. Just
when they thought they were doomed, two familiar figures appeared from the shadows; one was
stout and powerful, the other skinny and carrying a staff with a shiny blue orb on it.
"Powers of the North and South, spirits of ice and fire........let a shower of flame and
ice destroy the Evil present within your vision......aid me in my spell, o' Lecros, Grand Master
of the Elements!" The skinny figure uttered a prayer, and almost immediately there was a
hailstorm, followed by comet showers. The invading monsters paused for a brief moment, and
suddenly all of them shrieked and scattered, for they feared that they would be hit by the
falling projectiles. But despite their attempts, they met their demise. The two figures
disappeared.
When all was over, Conan sat up and stared at Ayumi, who was shielding her head and
shivering. Realizing that all has returned to normal, she shed her coward's mask, sprang up
and laughed. "Ha ha ha ha ha! Those weaklings were no match for a heroic Amazon like me! Once
again, Ayumi the Great has saved the day!"
Conan flinched, as if struck."Oh, put a cork in it, all you ever did was toss your blade
and hide in a corner."
Ayumi pouted, sticking out her lower lip."I did not, Sir Conan! I did all the work!"
"You're pathetic for an Amazon," Conan countered.
"Oh? Says who?"
"Says me," Conan replied cheekily.
"Yeah, right. Yellowbelly."
"Yellowbelly, eh? Then you're more of a coward than a hen."
"One of these days I'll tear you to bits."
And they laughed all the way home.
~*~
The next day Conan awoke to a beautiful morning. Birds were heard singing, and the
sky was blue without a cloud. Sunlight streamed across the valley, its radiant warmth giving life
to the land of the Eight Field Isles. All seemed well that day, and the attacks left few scars on
the kingdom. Nothing could possibly go wrong today, he thought, as he stared outside his bedroom
window.
As usual, he greeted the people on the streets, stopped at the tavern, and surveyed the
streets. His heart skipped a beat when he caught sight of a poster which bore the image of a
young princess.
Princess Ran.
"No...it can't be...."
A crowd gathered not long after, the majority gossiping, gasping, some even fainted. A
closer examination of the poster confirmed his worst fears.
Ran was missing.
Conan felt lost suddenly, for a knight, it was very unusual indeed. Knights always knew
what to do, after all. An ice cube dropped down his back.
"Ran......"
Ayumi, along with her two friends Mitsuhiko the Necromancer and Genta the Barbarian,
noticed the crowd and found Conan rooted to where he was standing, a look of pure, thunderstruck
horror on his face.
Genta seemed confused, and queried the townsfolk. To his horror he found out that Ran had
been taken away by demons at the night of the attack.
Meanwhile, Ayumi scowled at the look on Conan's face.
She knew that Conan loved Ran more than anything else in the world. But Ayumi too was
attracted to Conan, and despite her rough nature she would try her best to act ladylike around
Conan. Amazons are pretty too. The only fault was their manners, that's all. After all, she was
considered the most courteous in her tribe. She was willing to do anything to get Conan to
like her.
And this would be the perfect chance to have Conan all to herself.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
AUTHOR'S NOTE
--------------
Hehehe, this is the first fic I wrote, so perfect English not always included. Lots of
grammatical mistakes. Gomenasai minna-san ^_^
After all, what do you expect from a 14-year-old?