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Chapter Seven

Zinin paced back and forth next to his bed. Since Kalirn had come, they were now staying in the inn. It was fairly old, and made of wood. Zinin was afraid it might collapse soon, and he couldn't sleep. Suddenly, he heard a noice outside of the inn. Normally, he would have expected it to be some animal wandering around looking for food, but Zinin sinced something not right. He ran to the door, and tried to open it. Perhaps it was just stuck, but the boy thought psynergy was holding it closed. He rushed towards the wall of the room. Putting his arms in front of him, he jumped at the wall, and went right through it. He rolled on the floor and got up, drawing his sword. Nearby stood a man, laughing. The boy looked at his face. It was Xulkar. "Very impressive," his enemy said, "that you could come outside so quickly. Not every boy your age can do that. You should be proud." Zinin smirked. "It was nothing," he said. Xulkar drew his sword. "Just as this will be nothing. I've killed grown men much stronger than you. It doesn't take much to kill a little boy," he replied. Zinin shrugged, and prepared for battle. Xulkar floated towards him, and swung his sword down at him. The boy put his sword up in defence, but it took all of his strength to out-muscle the grown warrior. Xulkar laughed. "Quite strong, however I wasn't trying," he said. Zinin shrugged, and said nothing. He cast plasma, but Xulkar dodged it. The boy concentrated his energy through his sword, and threw it towards his strong opponent, barely missing. Suddenly, Deimos appeared next to him and leapt towards Xulkar. A red beam of energy shot from his small body and hit Xulkar. The man began to laugh. "Your fire powers are weak against me, however my powers will be strong against you!" he shouted. His sword began to seemingly burn, and he approached Zinin. A thin blast of fire came from Xulkar's arm and knocked the boy to the ground. Just as he was about to bring his burning sword down, another sword was in the way. Zinin looked up to see a boy with short blue hair and bright green eyes. The new boy kept his sword over Zinin, protecting him. He then said to Xulkar, "Why kill such a young boy as him? He looks perfectly harmless to me. I doubt he could hurt such an all powerful warrior as you claim yourself to be." Xulkar snarled and turned towards the boy who dared to insult him. "I have my reasons, Gaolik," he said. Gaolik continued as if he hadn't heard him, "Almighty Xulkar. Xulkar the Destroyer. How many names did you have for yourself?" While they were talking, Zinin had slowly stood up. He concentrated his plasma into his sword and this time hit Xulkar in the stomach. The man growled, and he turned to Zinin. Taking a couple of steps backwards, he said, "Gaolik and Zinin, I'm sorry I can't stay and enjoy this party any longer, but I must tend to my own business. He grinned, and whistled. A large black horse rushed up, and he leapt onto it's back. Grinning at the two boys, he rode away.

Zinin turned to Gaolik. "Who are you?" he asked. The boy answered, "My name is Gaolik, and I'm a Lemurian. I'm twelve years old, but I'm respected highly." Zinin nodded, and replied, "You seem to know Xulkar?" Gaolik nodded, but didn't say anything. Zinin continued, "My name is Zinin. I came from Kolima. I don't know if you've ever heard of it, but Xulkar destroyed it." Gaolik nodded. He said, "Xulkar is also a Lemurian. That's how I know him. Several years ago, when I was about your age probably, he decided that he was going to conquer the world. He told the king of Lemuria, and asked for soldiers and support. The king refused to help him, and he was so angry that he killed the king. However, the king was getting to be old by that time, about one hundred and eighty years, so he had children, grandchildren, and even great grandchildren. His oldest son was about one hundred and twenty years old at that time, and he became king. He is still king today, and in fact I am the youngest son of his oldest son." Zinin nodded, and replied, "I'm nobody. I never knew my real parents, because they were killed by that monster. I was adopted, but my new parents were also killed by him." Gaolik nodded, and said, "I'm sorry to here that." Then, Zinin asked, "Where is Lemuria anyway, and why do the people there live so long?" The older boy laughed, and replied, "I can't really tell you where it is, because it's a secret, but the reason we live a long time is because we have a special drink which will make us live longer. Let's get inside, it's a bit cold out here."

Once the two boys were inside, Zinin asked, "Is Lemuria far?" Gaolik nodded. "All the way across the sea. I came here several years ago, because two men named Babi and Lunpa went to Lemuria, and I decided to come back with them. I defended the ship from monsters on the way back." Zinin nodded. "It sounds as though you have been quite busy over the past years," he replied. "I think I'll go get Kalirn," he added. Gaolik asked, "Who?" and Zinin replied, "Oh, Kalirn. He's my brother, sort of." Zinin rushed up the stairs to get his brother. Several minutes later Zinin and a sleepy-looking Kalirn came back down. "Are you Kalirn?" asked Gaolik, after the other two boys made it down the steps. Kalirn slowly nodded, and mumbled, "Who are you and what do you want?" Gaolik smiled. "I'm Gaolik," he said, "and I saved your brother's life." Kalirn continued, still mumbling, "Zinin doesn't need saving he's strong." Zinin shook his head. "No, it was Xulkar. That man has amazing power." Kalirn rubbed his eyes and said, "Well, if you have something important to say, say it now because I'm going back to bed." Gaolik shrugged, and Kalirn walked off.

"So, are you a good fighter?" asked Zinin. Gaolik nodded. "I fight with a sword." Zinin drew his sword. "Me too," he said. Suddenly, the innkeeper noticed that he had drawn his sword, and shouted, "I do not allow drawn weapons in this inn! Guards!" Two men rushed in and the innkeeper turned to Zinin. He quickly sheathed his sword and said, "I was just showing it to my friend here, I meant no harm." This wasn't a good enough answer for the guards, and one signalled to the other. The other guard nodded, and they walked towards Zinin. Strong hands gripped him and lifted him off the ground. "Where are you taking me?" asked Zinin. "You're being imprisoned for a year for drawing your weapon inside of this inn." Suddenly, Gaolik roared, "Oh no he isn't! This boy knew nothing of that rule!" With this, he drew his own sword. A piece of ice slammed into one man and he fell to the ground. Gaolik then rushed towards the other man, slicing his head off with ease, and causing Zinin to fall to the ground. The innkeeper rushed out of the inn, and Zinin stood back up. He drew his sword and prepared for more attacks. "Kalirn!" he shouted. There was no answer. Again, he shouted to his brother. By this time, many soldiers were piling in the door. Gaolik put his sword above his head and brought it down on a soldier. Zinin cast plasma, injuring several men. He blocked a slash from one soldier, but another hit him in the leg, and he collapsed on the floor. Just as two soldiers drew near enough to kill him, he felt his strength returning, and did a backflip off the ground, landing on his feet. He turned to see Kairn standing on the stairs, grinning. He smiled, and turned back to the fight. Meanwhile, Gaolik had killed several more of the soldiers, but there seemed to be an endless supply of them. Then, he got hit in the arm and dropped his sword. He began to back up, and the soldiers soon covered the sword. He wasn't sure, but he thought he had seen a soldier bend over and pick the sword up. Then, a huge golden sword flew over his head, killing five soldiers in one hit. Kalirn leapt in front of him, sword drawn. Zinin began moving towards them, fending off any soldiers that came too near. Kalirn cast cure well on Gaolik, who soon afterwards found a sword lying on the ground. As he was only twelve years old, his old sword had been fairly small, and the new one gave him some trouble to use, however it was better than nothing. For about an hour more they continued fighting, until all three of them had become worn out, hit with the hilt of a sword, and rendered unconcious.

Zinin awoke in a prison cell. He looked around. On either sides of him were two more prison cells. His heart sank as he realized three things at once. He was chained, his sword had been taken, and Gaolik and Kalirn filled the other two cells. They were already awake, and whispering to each other. "Do they feed us?" asked Kalirn. "Yeah, a man or woman will come along and give us food occasionally," Gaolik replied in a low voice. "We need to get the key somehow," whispered Zinin.

Finally, the man they had all been waiting for arrived. A fairly fat man walked in whistling and holding a plate with a couple peices of bread on it. He walked up to Kalirn's cell, as it was the closest to the door. He fished through his pocket until he found the keys. He put a large one into the lock and set the food next to Kalirn. "Wait a second," said Kalirn. The fat man replied, "Why should I?" However the man did stop long enough to say that, which was long enough. Hardly had he finished the sentence, when a large golden sword slammed into him, and he fell down immediately. Another sword appeared and cut the chains off of him. He quickly stood up and grabbed the keys. He then went through the man's pockets. Several minutes later, he had gotten about two hundred coins from his pockets, and he continued to unlock the other two. He cut Zinin's chains, and then unlocked his door. He then continued on to Gaolik.

Once all three of the friends were free, they carefully left the prison. It was dark outside, except for torches lit on the tops of towers around the city. Gaolik whispered, "We had better not try to get our weapons back, but instead continue to another city." Kalirn nodded, and they headed towards the gates. Gaolik began to quietly climb the wall, as the gate was closed. Just as he was nearly to the top, he heard a shout. He had been spotted by one of the men in one of the towers. An arrow narrowly missed him, and stuck into the wall. Gaolik sped up and managed to get over the top. He jumped off the wall and began to run. After he was about one hundred feet away, he turned to see if his friends were managing. As he turned, he saw Zinin jump off the wall and begin running. He caught up with Gaolik, and they waited for a little bit. Kalirn didn't come. The two friends headed back towards the city, and then saw Kalirn fall off the wall, an arrow barely sticking into him. Zinin gasped and whispered, "No... it can't be!" Gaolik, unknown to Zinin, also had healing powers. He extended his hand toward Kalirn, and the arrow flew out, revealing a closed up wound. Kalirn looked up at the other two and jumped to his feet. "Come on!" he said. The three rushed off as fast as they could, dodging a couple of arrows at first, but they were soon out of range. Once they were far enough from the city that they couldn't even see it any more, Gaolik asked, "Where should we go now?" Just then, Deimos appeared hovering in the air. "How about Bilibin?" he asked. Kalirn nodded. "That's where we have been living until recently," said Zinin. Gaolik nodded. "Another option would be Kalay," he said. Zinin nodded excitedly. "That would be good," he said, "because it's close to Tolbi, so we can go to Collosso!" Kalirn nodded. "I won Collosso this year!" he exclaimed, obviously quite proud of himself still. "I'll bet I can beat you next year," Gaolik laughed. Kalirn shrugged. "We'll see!" he said. Zinin laughed and the three boys set off in the direction they thought Kalay was.

As the first rays of sunlight appeared, so did Kalay. "There it is!" shouted Zinin. All three boys were very gratefull that they hadn't run into any enemies on the way. "I hope the shops are open this early," said Zinin, "because I want to buy a new sword!" He ran off towards the city, seemingly unfazed by the tiring journey all through the night. Gaolik laughed. "Jupiter adepts," he said to himself. He then turned to Kalirn and said, "I'm a Mercury adept, and I believe you are a Venus adept?" Kalirn shrugged. "I don't know," he replied. "Your force is strong," said Gaolik, "it's almost as powerful as mine!" Kalirn said, "Force? What's force?" Gaolik laughed. "You know, this." He laughed, and bits of ice fell through the air. "Oh," replied Kalirn, "I call that psynergy." Gaolik shrugged. "Call it whatever you want, then," he replied. By this time, they had reached the city too. They looked for a shop, which they found without much trouble. Inside, they found Zinin holding a sword. He smiled at them and said, "I'm going to buy this one!" With that, he sheathed it, and walked over to the counter. Kalirn and Gaolik both chose new weapons, and purchased them. It turned out that Gaolik had a fairly large supply of money too. He told Kalirn that he had entered Collosso and won when he was ten years old for the first time, but for some reason he hadn't gone to the Collosso the year before, 'which is the only reason Kalirn had won', as he put it.

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Yay, I finally finished chapter seven! I hope you liked it!

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