(A/N): argh! I'm still sick! Im getting more hostile by the minute. /swt
Btw, Kraveck is pronounced as Kreyvek.
Act IX: The Gate Crasher: part I
"I wish to talk with Sir Crove!"
Kraveck addressing the two swordsmen guarding the gate.
It was after breakfast, Kraveck suddenly decided to go to Castle Lazrigs. While a worried Valcan tagged along behind him.
"A-are ya' sure ya' know what yer' doin, mast'r?" Valcan whispering to his master.
"Shhsss Valcan."
"And who might you be? Do you have an appointment with Sir Crove?" one of the guards proclaimed.
"No, but I think he'll find me pretty interesting."
Both guards gave a sudden burst of laughter.
"Sir Crove is a busy man! He can't possibly be interested in a nobody like you! Who're you anyway?"
'As expected I guess…'
The eyes of one guard suddenly widened when he saw Kraveck's fist plunging directly at his face. The other swordsman gave a shocking look as his partner was falling unconscious.
"What the hell you doing!" The guard was drawing his bastard sword.
Kraveck gave a quick sneer and raised his right leg; aiming a kick at the remaining guard. The swordsman sidestepped, backed away and took time to think while holding his bastard sword forward in a defense stance.
'Geez what's this guy's deal? He wants to see Sir Crove that badly? He sure is fast though' "SOUND THE ALARM! SOME GUY'S TRYIN TO BUST HIS WAY IN!" He wittingly shouted, for he realized he didn't have a chanceagainst this guy.
With that, the swordsman feeling more confident as back up was coming; charged in andhustled a barrage of slashes. Kraveck let out a small grin on his face while easily parrying his opponent's attacks. He was simply to fast for him! And it would seem likehe was gingerly playing with the swordsman.
While at the back of a tree, Valcan was worriedly watching his master's surprising actions. Enough street smarts taught him to find a hiding place immediately.
'Aww great! I was beginnin' ta' like my new mast'r an now he went totally whacko!'
But he was greatly worried for his master though, for Kraveck was the only one who showed him kindness in years.
"Is that all you've got?" Kraveck sneered snobbishly at the swordsman who was still attacking him with futile effects.
"No! Back up's coming and you're gonna get it!"
Kraveck just laughed while sidestepping an overhead slash by the swordsman. The bastard sword just hit the ground and with that, at a vulnerable state, Kraveck took the opening and kicked the poor swordsman's face; immediately knocking him down. After that, five more guards came out from the gate.
'Ah more fun for me…'
"Mast'r Kraveck! What're ya' doin'?" Valcan couldn't help but blurt out his worried state at his seemingly mad master.
Kraveck turning his head to the right while not completely looking at Valcan, blurted out more laughter and met the charging guards head on.
'Oh by da' savage's mane! My master's gone complet'ly whacko!'
Kraveck sidestepped to the left as nearest swordsman gave an overhead slash. Kraveck counter attacked with his left fist while the swordsman's after-stance (stance after an overhead slash. You're still crouching a bit while your sword is still on the ground) was still very vulnerable.
'I've been fighting with noobs ever since I got to Prontera. I wonder when I'll meet a real challenge…'
When the four remaining guards were nearing him, they were suddenly shocked to see kraveck disappearing right in front of their eyes.
"What the! A teleport spell?"
A scream of agony was suddenly heard at the back of the guards when one of theswordsmen was on his knees; about to hit the ground unconsciously. The three remaining guards were in awe. For the first time, they were actually hesitating to attack the intruder.
"So… who's next?"
The guards, still being in awe, decided to attack the stranger for duty was overriding their fears.
"You! Get behind him! We'll attack him at the same time!" one of the guards addressing his comrade.
The guard followed and quickly got behind the stranger. Now, three swordsmen were surrounding Kraveck. One of them gave a quick signal to start attacking. The three guards skillfully attacked with ease as it would fittingly seem that they have done this a number of times before. With that, Kraveck just sneered again, waiting till the last minute and disappeared again! Appearing quickly behind one of the swordsmen, Kraveck gave a hard kick at the back of the head, knocking the guard out.
The two remaining guards' awe multiplied.
"Damn! If he keeps teleporting, we don't have a chance against him!"
"ENOUGH!"
The loud voice came from the figure that just came out of the gate. The figure showed a massive bulk of armor that revealed it belonging to a crusader. The figure was accompanied by several other guards.
'Hmmm… maybe I'll get the challenge I wanted just yet…' Kraveck thought while snickering.
"Mast'r! Watch out! Dat's Sir Sefryenion!"
Indeed Kraveck has heard of this crusader's antics. Sefryenion was among the best crusaders in Rune Midgard.He is the head of the demon exterminating team in Glastheim. Thousands of demons have diedto his account. Kraveck was studying the crusader reluctantly. Sefryenion was a bit shorter than him. His bald head had scars that were probably from demon claws, but one dominant scar was vertically across his left eye. He had a light-brown skin that was probably a mixture of a Pronteran-Morrocan breed. Sefryenion was a medium-sized crusader, but nevertheless he was equipped with magnificent set of armors. His fullplate was shining flawlessly as various elunium upgrades were attached to it. He held a massive shield by his left arm and a saber was sheathed on his side.
'Oh great! even his boots have elunium upgrades! I was wishing for a challenge and I finally got more than I can handle...'
"Who are you? Why are you causing such mockery here?"
"I came to see Sir Crove…"
"You have to understand, Sir Crove is a very busy man and we can't just let any battle-ready individual in to the castle."
"So I've heard…"
With that Kraveck disappeared again, appearing behind the crusader; giving a hard punch at the back of his head.
'Good thing he's not wearing his helmet today...'
Much to Kraveck's surprise, the crusader indeed plunged a few steps forward but wasn't knocked out unconsious. The guards gripped their hands firmly on their swords and began to charge at Kraveck.
"WAIT!" Sefryenion commanded along with a hand gesture signaling them to back down. "No one's ever hit me that hard in a long time before. You want to see Sir Crove that badly, huh? Tell you what, if you can beat me, I will personally escort you to him myself."
Kraveck blurted out another quick laughter.
"Fine! It's a deal then!"
"You! Get me my Helmet!" Sefryenion addressing one of the guards.
'Oh great! This is turning out to be a kamikaze fight for me…'
