A/N: Honestly, I don't know what to say. I guess, well, enjoy. This is for
Sekhmet fans.
Chapter 6
Playing With Sekhmet
Sekhmet open his eyes, his head swaying lightly from one side to the next as he tried to reclaim his vision. Vision was just one of his many problems. His body was slightly swore, and his head hurt, the list of body parts that hurt could go on forever. Once his vision had returned he notice that it was daybreak and he was laying flat on his back looking at nothing, but trees.
Groggily and painfully, Sekhmet lifted himself up to a sitting position. He grabbed for his head and soon found out that his helmet was not present on it. "Great..." he muttered. "Where is that damn thing?" he searched the area from his position, trying to locate his missing items. "What's the damn point of the helmet if it doesn't stay on your head?"
Getting nowhere and fast made Sekhmet very frustrated and also caused him to force himself to his feet to discover the missing essential to his armor. Just to be on the safe side, Sekhmet decided to do a weapons check as he walked towards the rushing river he had heard. "Everything, but the damn helmet stays attached to me." To his relief when he arrived to the river he saw his helmet beating against a rock and collecting water. He picked it up and shoved it on his head, refreshed by the large amount of water that poured on his head. "Found the helmet, where the hell is everyone else?" He questioned outloud as he turned in a circle looking in all the directions. He quickly notice and to his dismay, that all the directions looked just alike. Making a unsatisfied frown he choose a direction and head in it. "Its not like, with my luck, I'll head in the right direction anyways." He explained to himself.
Two hours later...
Sekhmet's sword was tracing a line in the dirt as it dragged behind him. The line was not to find his way back to where he had came from, but for the pure and simple fact that he was lost and extremely bored. "Even a fly would be more entertaining then all these damn trees." He snarled. "I'm so sick of looking at all these trees."
Something wizzed pass Sekhmet's face. He stopped suddenly and looked at where the item had flown. It was a spear and it had implanted itself within a tree trunk. Sekhmet's eyebrow rose momentarily as he stared at the spear like it was the latest in weapon technology before he turned in the direction the weapon had actually came from. "That's the best thing I've seen in a couple of hours. Who owns it?"
"I DO!" Came a deep, grunting voice from behind a tree.
Sekhmet's serious expression slowly formed into a grin as he waited like a little child getting ice cream for the person to come out. He didn't have to wait long for a man standing at 6'9 with charcoal black skin. He was wearing a black leather vest with leather pants and gloves, and steel toe boots to match. Red and white lines were imprinted on his cheeks.
Sekhmet chuckled excitingly as he drew two of his swords ready for a battle. "Oh, have you come to stop me from?" He asked, managing to keep his excitement to a minimum.
His would-be opponent turned to him and removed his spear from the tree. "I kill all those who are in my way!"
"That'll be me then." Sekhmet answered.
Sekhmet expected the warrior to attack him head front, but instead the warrior held his weapon straight and stared stern at Sekhmet.
"Are we waiting for something?" Sekhmet asked. "Should I attack first? I don't mind at all."
"No. Its not proper from my race of people to fight without knowing your opponents name." He explained. Sekhmet spread his legs out and held up his swords. "Its should be for the best you know the person that is going to kill you. Know this now and let this name torment you while you suffer in the eternal fires of hell. I am Sekhmet, Warlord of Venom."
"I am Nipun." He flipped his spear into a fighting position. "Don't forget my name, let my name repeatedly ring in your head while you smother yourself in defeat."
Sekhmet smiled, showing his canine teeth. "That is, if you defeat me."
Nipun ran at Sekhmet with his spear ready to drive inside the smaller warriors body and rip out his insides. Sekhmet merely jumped over his opponent and used his head as a stepping stone. He landed on the other side and as he turned around to attempt to swipe Nipun in half. Nipun simply blocked the attack in time.
Nipun grinned at Sekhmet and he returned it with one of his own. Nipun tried his luck with grabbing Sekhmet by the arm and slammed him over his shoulder on the ground next to his feet. With Sekhmet on the ground, Nipun rose his spear up in the air and jabbed his down. Sekhmet crossed his blades blocking the spear and kicked Nipun in the mid-section causing him to stumble a few feet back.
Sekhmet flipped to his feet and charged at Nipun. He tried to take out half of Nipun's face with his sword, but didn't succeed. Nipun grabbed his arm and twisted the sword of his hand. 'Hey, this guy is pretty good.' Sekhmet thought. Nipun first gave Sekhmet a punch that he ancestors probably felt then brought his foot up and slammed it into Sekhmet's stomach sending him flying backwards skidding on the ground. Sekhmet rose to his feet and flung his sword at Nipun, who was barely moved his head to the side in time. His face was cut on the cheek during the process. "Gotcha!" Sekhmet yelled.
Nipun stared at Sekhmet with wide eyes. "What do you mean you got me?"
Sekhmet shook his head as he drew two more of his blades. "Figure it out yourself." Sekhmet charged once again at Nipun.
'Doesn't this guy try a different approach?' Nipun questioned.
Sekhmet this time did not attack. Instead, he slid through Nipun's legs and grabbed the larger man by the ankles and pulled force on them causing Nipun to struggle to keep balance. Nipun pulled one of his feet free and stomped on Sekhmet's chest and the warlord winced and rolled out of the way for another one of the vicious stomps. Sekhmet rolled on to his stomach and barely had just gotten to his hands and knees before he felt Nipun's boot in his mid-section again, this time the kick caused him to spit up blood. Nipun kicked again and did it several more times before Sekhmet lashed out by quickly jabbing his sword at Nipun. The attack was so fast that Nipun didn't see it until it had already happen. The sword was now stuck in his thigh.
Nipun stumbled back, holding his leg and pulled the sword free. Sekhmet, with a mouth full of blood, started laughing like a madman.
"Oh, your going to suffer now!" Sekhmet taunted.
Nipun tossed Sekhmet's sword to the side and ran at Sekhmet. He kicked him like a football and Sekhmet rolled near a tree. Nipun took advantage of Sekhmet not rising fast enough and picked him up by his throat.
"You have been defeated!" Nipun exclaimed and flung Sekhmet into a tree. Sekhmet's back slammed against the tree and he slid to the ground. He was down for a moment and didn't he seemed to be conscious. Until he started laughing again.
"I've already won!" Sekhmet sneered in response between his maniac laughter.
"What is he talking about? He only stabbed me." Nipun wondered. He stood there staring at the bleeding and maniac laughing Sekhmet before he notice that his vision was beginning to blur. He shook his head and readied himself. "I will defeat all those who associate with Maximillion!" Nipun yelled.
"Whose associating with that bitch!?" Sekhmet asked from a different spot. He had now had all his swords. He placed each one in the air making a line and they seemed to levitate.
"Wha...!?" Nipun shook his head clearing his vision again. "You're not one of Maximillion's minions."
Sekhmet shook his head as he grabbed the hilt of the last sword. The swords lit up and formed a whip. "No, I'm actually here to kill the asshole."
Nipun back away in fear of what Sekhmet was doing. "Wait...I'm here to defeat Maximillion, maybe we can team up and stop him together."
Sekhmet rolled his eyes in Nipun's direction from his weapons with his famous grin. "You should have thought about that before you attacked me." He waved his sword-whip around in the air as he crackled sadistically. "SNAKE BITE STRIKE!"
Nipun was cut up in various places by the attack and fell to the ground once it had finish with a pink gas rising from his body from the cuts.
Sekhmet aimlessly detached his swords and placed them in their proper spots before turning to walk off.
"N-no."
"What?" Sekhmet questioned. He turned to look at the weaken Nipun standing up. "You're not dead, your a hella of a guy to survive that. Well, now, I know that not only can the ronins withstand my venom, but so can you."
"W...w-we want...th-the s-s-same thing...l-let's." He fell to his knees and took deep breaths. "Let's...wo-work t-to-to..."
"Together?" Sekhmet finished.
"Y-yes."
"But you'll be dead in a few minutes to an hour." Sekhmet brought up. "I'd work with you and all, but you're already dead." With nothing left to say, Sekhmet turned on his heel and walked off.
"I'll...I-I'll be...o-o-okay!" Nipun protested.
"Then tell it to the next person you see!" Sekhmet tossed over his shoulder. "Your just dead weight to me." He spit blood on the ground and continued to walk away.
Since the battle it had been a few hours and Sekhmet was still marching in the direction he had chose to go in.
"I'm assuming since I have yet to be attack that I'm heading in the wrong direction." Sekhmet noted profusely.
"I'd tell you you're right, but then I'd be lying, now wouldn't I be?"
Sekhmet cocked his eyebrow and turned in the direction of the speaker. A Belenus jumped at him and he quickly spun out of the way and drew his swords as he did so. He stabbed his blade in his attackers neck and kicked him off just in time to parry another of the same specious just shorter with a club. He kicked this one in the stomach and she crashed into one of the tents. Several more jumped at him and he began a one on six battle with the bigger and taller creatures.
"I seem to always fight the tall ones." Sekhmet joked. He did a handstand on the shoulders of the first that ran at him and when his feet landed on the ground his opponents were not on the ground and he flew into his partner that was running in the same direction. He sliced the stomach of the next one to attack and gave another one a permanent footprint in the face. He somersaulted over the next and cut off his head on his way down and using his second blade he sliced another one from his left shoulder to his right hip. With them down, Sekhmet continued on his merry way on to walk right into a camp filled with more than about twenty of them. "Great!"
"Groot El fuego Boule!" A voice shouted.
A large fireball hit part of the army causing them to scream and run around frantic for a way to put them out.
"What," Sekhmet started, staring at the screaming monsters. "the hell was that?"
Another large fireball flew from the same direction taking out another part of the army. Sekhmet looked around for the source of the attack, but did not succeed. Several of the scared and burning to death Belenus ran at him and he sliced at them or shoved them out of his way as he made his way through the campsite.
"I told you I would be okay!" A familiar voice exclaimed.
Sekhmet skid to a stop and blinked. He slowly turned in the direction of the voice with a blank expression. "Don't tell me...?" He didn't even have to finish his sentence, his eyes had finish it for him. There was Nipun just a about twenty feet in front of him, healthy and all, battling the enemy. "How in the hell!?"
"Sekhmet!" Nipun called. "Watch out!"
Sekhmet turned around and roundhouse two of the creatures and then broke their necks with his feet. He rolled out the way of a mad Belenus smashing down at him with a pike and tore his inside out with his sword. He simply tossed his sword behind him taking out one running at him from behind.
Nipun was doing just as well. He cracked the necks of several of the Belenus and killed other with his 'Groot El fuego Boule' attacked and the rest with his spear. He shoved his spear all the way through one of them and then flung the body over his head at several coming at him. He turned around and eliminated them with his attack for good measure.
Sekhmet had formed his swords in his whip once again and was just lashing out at whoever and whatever came at him. As he walked the grass under his feet died out and pink smoke poured out of it and his armor. "SUFFER! All of you! SUFFER!" He spun his whip around him and grinned. "SNAKE...BITE..."
Nipun took this time to hold his hand together and power up his attack. "GROOT....EL FUEGO..."
"STRIKE!"
"BOULE!"
With the two attacks combined, whoever was still standing was either dead or fleeing for life.
"I told you I would be alright." Nipun reminded cockily.
"You may have survived my 'Snake Bite Attack', but keeping talking like that and I'll see how you survive without a heart." Sekhmet threaten.
Nipun cocked his eyebrow at Sekhmet, "You're not very into people, are you?"
"No, you're wrong. I'm not very into people I don't know."
"Oh, well, you know me, you've fought me, and I'm on your side. So what do you say we make a truce? You don't have to like me. Its just I need you and you need me. If were going to get inside that castle and take care of Maximillion that is." Nipun bargained. "So whatda you say?" He held his hand out for Sekhmet to accept.
Sekhmet stared at his hand and walked away. "You can come, I'm not shaking your hand though. I trust no one, and no one trusts me and that's just the way I like it."
"Good enough for me." Nipun accepted, shrugging. He ran ahead to catch up to Sekhmet. "By the way, do you know which way the castle is? I sure in the hell don't."
"Yeah, its in the direction the more enemies come from." Sekhmet simply replied.
"Are you sure we're not heading right into a fort or anything?"
Sekhmet stopped and looked at Nipun. "Do you have any better suggestions? I just picked a direction when I woke up this morning. If you actually know which direction the castle and/or my comrades are in then please direct." Sekhmet step to the side and gave a slight bow.
"No, I was just making sure. Now, I know we'll probably be walking right into a trap." Nipun replied.
Sekhmet stood straight and marched forward. "Not the first time, not the last."
"You're people skills are really going to have to improve."
Sekhmet growled and just choose to ignore Nipun as they walked to either the castle and sudden death or just to sudden death.
A/N: 'Groot El fuego Boule' is a play on words from different languages. Groot is dutch for big, El fuego is spanish for fire and Boule is french for ball. So Nipun's attack is called 'Big Fireball'. I figured I wouldn't just put it in one language considering Nipun is not from Earth.
Chapter 6
Playing With Sekhmet
Sekhmet open his eyes, his head swaying lightly from one side to the next as he tried to reclaim his vision. Vision was just one of his many problems. His body was slightly swore, and his head hurt, the list of body parts that hurt could go on forever. Once his vision had returned he notice that it was daybreak and he was laying flat on his back looking at nothing, but trees.
Groggily and painfully, Sekhmet lifted himself up to a sitting position. He grabbed for his head and soon found out that his helmet was not present on it. "Great..." he muttered. "Where is that damn thing?" he searched the area from his position, trying to locate his missing items. "What's the damn point of the helmet if it doesn't stay on your head?"
Getting nowhere and fast made Sekhmet very frustrated and also caused him to force himself to his feet to discover the missing essential to his armor. Just to be on the safe side, Sekhmet decided to do a weapons check as he walked towards the rushing river he had heard. "Everything, but the damn helmet stays attached to me." To his relief when he arrived to the river he saw his helmet beating against a rock and collecting water. He picked it up and shoved it on his head, refreshed by the large amount of water that poured on his head. "Found the helmet, where the hell is everyone else?" He questioned outloud as he turned in a circle looking in all the directions. He quickly notice and to his dismay, that all the directions looked just alike. Making a unsatisfied frown he choose a direction and head in it. "Its not like, with my luck, I'll head in the right direction anyways." He explained to himself.
Two hours later...
Sekhmet's sword was tracing a line in the dirt as it dragged behind him. The line was not to find his way back to where he had came from, but for the pure and simple fact that he was lost and extremely bored. "Even a fly would be more entertaining then all these damn trees." He snarled. "I'm so sick of looking at all these trees."
Something wizzed pass Sekhmet's face. He stopped suddenly and looked at where the item had flown. It was a spear and it had implanted itself within a tree trunk. Sekhmet's eyebrow rose momentarily as he stared at the spear like it was the latest in weapon technology before he turned in the direction the weapon had actually came from. "That's the best thing I've seen in a couple of hours. Who owns it?"
"I DO!" Came a deep, grunting voice from behind a tree.
Sekhmet's serious expression slowly formed into a grin as he waited like a little child getting ice cream for the person to come out. He didn't have to wait long for a man standing at 6'9 with charcoal black skin. He was wearing a black leather vest with leather pants and gloves, and steel toe boots to match. Red and white lines were imprinted on his cheeks.
Sekhmet chuckled excitingly as he drew two of his swords ready for a battle. "Oh, have you come to stop me from?" He asked, managing to keep his excitement to a minimum.
His would-be opponent turned to him and removed his spear from the tree. "I kill all those who are in my way!"
"That'll be me then." Sekhmet answered.
Sekhmet expected the warrior to attack him head front, but instead the warrior held his weapon straight and stared stern at Sekhmet.
"Are we waiting for something?" Sekhmet asked. "Should I attack first? I don't mind at all."
"No. Its not proper from my race of people to fight without knowing your opponents name." He explained. Sekhmet spread his legs out and held up his swords. "Its should be for the best you know the person that is going to kill you. Know this now and let this name torment you while you suffer in the eternal fires of hell. I am Sekhmet, Warlord of Venom."
"I am Nipun." He flipped his spear into a fighting position. "Don't forget my name, let my name repeatedly ring in your head while you smother yourself in defeat."
Sekhmet smiled, showing his canine teeth. "That is, if you defeat me."
Nipun ran at Sekhmet with his spear ready to drive inside the smaller warriors body and rip out his insides. Sekhmet merely jumped over his opponent and used his head as a stepping stone. He landed on the other side and as he turned around to attempt to swipe Nipun in half. Nipun simply blocked the attack in time.
Nipun grinned at Sekhmet and he returned it with one of his own. Nipun tried his luck with grabbing Sekhmet by the arm and slammed him over his shoulder on the ground next to his feet. With Sekhmet on the ground, Nipun rose his spear up in the air and jabbed his down. Sekhmet crossed his blades blocking the spear and kicked Nipun in the mid-section causing him to stumble a few feet back.
Sekhmet flipped to his feet and charged at Nipun. He tried to take out half of Nipun's face with his sword, but didn't succeed. Nipun grabbed his arm and twisted the sword of his hand. 'Hey, this guy is pretty good.' Sekhmet thought. Nipun first gave Sekhmet a punch that he ancestors probably felt then brought his foot up and slammed it into Sekhmet's stomach sending him flying backwards skidding on the ground. Sekhmet rose to his feet and flung his sword at Nipun, who was barely moved his head to the side in time. His face was cut on the cheek during the process. "Gotcha!" Sekhmet yelled.
Nipun stared at Sekhmet with wide eyes. "What do you mean you got me?"
Sekhmet shook his head as he drew two more of his blades. "Figure it out yourself." Sekhmet charged once again at Nipun.
'Doesn't this guy try a different approach?' Nipun questioned.
Sekhmet this time did not attack. Instead, he slid through Nipun's legs and grabbed the larger man by the ankles and pulled force on them causing Nipun to struggle to keep balance. Nipun pulled one of his feet free and stomped on Sekhmet's chest and the warlord winced and rolled out of the way for another one of the vicious stomps. Sekhmet rolled on to his stomach and barely had just gotten to his hands and knees before he felt Nipun's boot in his mid-section again, this time the kick caused him to spit up blood. Nipun kicked again and did it several more times before Sekhmet lashed out by quickly jabbing his sword at Nipun. The attack was so fast that Nipun didn't see it until it had already happen. The sword was now stuck in his thigh.
Nipun stumbled back, holding his leg and pulled the sword free. Sekhmet, with a mouth full of blood, started laughing like a madman.
"Oh, your going to suffer now!" Sekhmet taunted.
Nipun tossed Sekhmet's sword to the side and ran at Sekhmet. He kicked him like a football and Sekhmet rolled near a tree. Nipun took advantage of Sekhmet not rising fast enough and picked him up by his throat.
"You have been defeated!" Nipun exclaimed and flung Sekhmet into a tree. Sekhmet's back slammed against the tree and he slid to the ground. He was down for a moment and didn't he seemed to be conscious. Until he started laughing again.
"I've already won!" Sekhmet sneered in response between his maniac laughter.
"What is he talking about? He only stabbed me." Nipun wondered. He stood there staring at the bleeding and maniac laughing Sekhmet before he notice that his vision was beginning to blur. He shook his head and readied himself. "I will defeat all those who associate with Maximillion!" Nipun yelled.
"Whose associating with that bitch!?" Sekhmet asked from a different spot. He had now had all his swords. He placed each one in the air making a line and they seemed to levitate.
"Wha...!?" Nipun shook his head clearing his vision again. "You're not one of Maximillion's minions."
Sekhmet shook his head as he grabbed the hilt of the last sword. The swords lit up and formed a whip. "No, I'm actually here to kill the asshole."
Nipun back away in fear of what Sekhmet was doing. "Wait...I'm here to defeat Maximillion, maybe we can team up and stop him together."
Sekhmet rolled his eyes in Nipun's direction from his weapons with his famous grin. "You should have thought about that before you attacked me." He waved his sword-whip around in the air as he crackled sadistically. "SNAKE BITE STRIKE!"
Nipun was cut up in various places by the attack and fell to the ground once it had finish with a pink gas rising from his body from the cuts.
Sekhmet aimlessly detached his swords and placed them in their proper spots before turning to walk off.
"N-no."
"What?" Sekhmet questioned. He turned to look at the weaken Nipun standing up. "You're not dead, your a hella of a guy to survive that. Well, now, I know that not only can the ronins withstand my venom, but so can you."
"W...w-we want...th-the s-s-same thing...l-let's." He fell to his knees and took deep breaths. "Let's...wo-work t-to-to..."
"Together?" Sekhmet finished.
"Y-yes."
"But you'll be dead in a few minutes to an hour." Sekhmet brought up. "I'd work with you and all, but you're already dead." With nothing left to say, Sekhmet turned on his heel and walked off.
"I'll...I-I'll be...o-o-okay!" Nipun protested.
"Then tell it to the next person you see!" Sekhmet tossed over his shoulder. "Your just dead weight to me." He spit blood on the ground and continued to walk away.
Since the battle it had been a few hours and Sekhmet was still marching in the direction he had chose to go in.
"I'm assuming since I have yet to be attack that I'm heading in the wrong direction." Sekhmet noted profusely.
"I'd tell you you're right, but then I'd be lying, now wouldn't I be?"
Sekhmet cocked his eyebrow and turned in the direction of the speaker. A Belenus jumped at him and he quickly spun out of the way and drew his swords as he did so. He stabbed his blade in his attackers neck and kicked him off just in time to parry another of the same specious just shorter with a club. He kicked this one in the stomach and she crashed into one of the tents. Several more jumped at him and he began a one on six battle with the bigger and taller creatures.
"I seem to always fight the tall ones." Sekhmet joked. He did a handstand on the shoulders of the first that ran at him and when his feet landed on the ground his opponents were not on the ground and he flew into his partner that was running in the same direction. He sliced the stomach of the next one to attack and gave another one a permanent footprint in the face. He somersaulted over the next and cut off his head on his way down and using his second blade he sliced another one from his left shoulder to his right hip. With them down, Sekhmet continued on his merry way on to walk right into a camp filled with more than about twenty of them. "Great!"
"Groot El fuego Boule!" A voice shouted.
A large fireball hit part of the army causing them to scream and run around frantic for a way to put them out.
"What," Sekhmet started, staring at the screaming monsters. "the hell was that?"
Another large fireball flew from the same direction taking out another part of the army. Sekhmet looked around for the source of the attack, but did not succeed. Several of the scared and burning to death Belenus ran at him and he sliced at them or shoved them out of his way as he made his way through the campsite.
"I told you I would be okay!" A familiar voice exclaimed.
Sekhmet skid to a stop and blinked. He slowly turned in the direction of the voice with a blank expression. "Don't tell me...?" He didn't even have to finish his sentence, his eyes had finish it for him. There was Nipun just a about twenty feet in front of him, healthy and all, battling the enemy. "How in the hell!?"
"Sekhmet!" Nipun called. "Watch out!"
Sekhmet turned around and roundhouse two of the creatures and then broke their necks with his feet. He rolled out the way of a mad Belenus smashing down at him with a pike and tore his inside out with his sword. He simply tossed his sword behind him taking out one running at him from behind.
Nipun was doing just as well. He cracked the necks of several of the Belenus and killed other with his 'Groot El fuego Boule' attacked and the rest with his spear. He shoved his spear all the way through one of them and then flung the body over his head at several coming at him. He turned around and eliminated them with his attack for good measure.
Sekhmet had formed his swords in his whip once again and was just lashing out at whoever and whatever came at him. As he walked the grass under his feet died out and pink smoke poured out of it and his armor. "SUFFER! All of you! SUFFER!" He spun his whip around him and grinned. "SNAKE...BITE..."
Nipun took this time to hold his hand together and power up his attack. "GROOT....EL FUEGO..."
"STRIKE!"
"BOULE!"
With the two attacks combined, whoever was still standing was either dead or fleeing for life.
"I told you I would be alright." Nipun reminded cockily.
"You may have survived my 'Snake Bite Attack', but keeping talking like that and I'll see how you survive without a heart." Sekhmet threaten.
Nipun cocked his eyebrow at Sekhmet, "You're not very into people, are you?"
"No, you're wrong. I'm not very into people I don't know."
"Oh, well, you know me, you've fought me, and I'm on your side. So what do you say we make a truce? You don't have to like me. Its just I need you and you need me. If were going to get inside that castle and take care of Maximillion that is." Nipun bargained. "So whatda you say?" He held his hand out for Sekhmet to accept.
Sekhmet stared at his hand and walked away. "You can come, I'm not shaking your hand though. I trust no one, and no one trusts me and that's just the way I like it."
"Good enough for me." Nipun accepted, shrugging. He ran ahead to catch up to Sekhmet. "By the way, do you know which way the castle is? I sure in the hell don't."
"Yeah, its in the direction the more enemies come from." Sekhmet simply replied.
"Are you sure we're not heading right into a fort or anything?"
Sekhmet stopped and looked at Nipun. "Do you have any better suggestions? I just picked a direction when I woke up this morning. If you actually know which direction the castle and/or my comrades are in then please direct." Sekhmet step to the side and gave a slight bow.
"No, I was just making sure. Now, I know we'll probably be walking right into a trap." Nipun replied.
Sekhmet stood straight and marched forward. "Not the first time, not the last."
"You're people skills are really going to have to improve."
Sekhmet growled and just choose to ignore Nipun as they walked to either the castle and sudden death or just to sudden death.
A/N: 'Groot El fuego Boule' is a play on words from different languages. Groot is dutch for big, El fuego is spanish for fire and Boule is french for ball. So Nipun's attack is called 'Big Fireball'. I figured I wouldn't just put it in one language considering Nipun is not from Earth.