Lemurian 04: Here I am again!

Tobias: Unfortunately...

Lemurian 04: Let's start chapter 4! Read the disclaimer.

Tobias: Okay. Lemurian 04 doesn't own anything in this story except the strange thing he will make up in the story.

Lemurian 04: Thanks to Macross-Green, Lemu91 and FootLeeismysexysensei for reviews. Chapter 4!

Chapter 4

A possible solution

Wil turned over on the side. The cut had finally stopped hurting. In two days, he could do anything that he had done before. The rain drummed on the tent-roof. It had started around breakfast and had continued all the way until now. He was getting tired of this. Just lying here, unable to do anything. Lucius entered the door with the Mend staff in his hand. Wil laid still while the bishop did his work.

Bartre rammed the axe hard into a tree. It got a solid mark. "More strength! " Hawkeye commanded. "Forget about everything. Remember the pit. "The pit. Hawkeye's training method. Focus on the pit. Toss all anger, pain and fear into it and use the rest to control the attack. Bartre charged again and delivered a solid, two-handed axe-smash right into the tree, just a millimetre above the mark. The tree made a cracking noise and hordes of water fell down on Bartre's and Hawkeye's head. "Improving...slowly. " Hawkeye commented and tried to shake off the water. "Try again. " Bartre swung his axe to the tree. It fell. "There. " Hawkeye said "Remember the training for next time, okay? " "Okay, "Bartre mumbled and started chopping up the tree with a wood-axe. 'Easy to get fire-wood...' he thought and broke off some branches.

Karel swung his sword towards the plants. The bushes, branches and anything else was chopped to pieces as he and the others continued through the forest. "Why...did we...take this way? " he asked. Dart, who was walking right behind him answered. " It's a shortcut. " he said. " We can get there quicker this way. " " How would you know that? " Karel asked and chopped himself trough a thorn bush. " You have never been here before! " " Well, I used my sense of direction. " Dart said. " After the tactician's orders, this was the fastest way. " " But not the easiest. " Karel mentioned. " That's one side of the case. " Dart replied.

Priscilla entered the tent where Hector was still laying. It was still a mystery what had happened. It had only been a single steel-arrow, but still, he had ended up like this. She raised the Mend staff over her head. A blue light sprouted out from the tip and sprinkled over Hector. No response. She sat down in a chair. After one sword cut, two axe-marks plus around six arrows, she was exhausted. She needed a rest. Then, the tent-opening flapped and Canas entered the tent. " Good evening, lady Priscilla. " the Druid said. " Alexander suggested that I replaced you for the day. " " Thanks. " Priscilla replied. " I'm exhausted. " She gave Canas the Mend staff and exited.

Kent galloped at full speed for the camp. Sain was right behind him, with a big bag behind him. Lowen followed behind him again with a small bag as well, containing something pointy. There. The camp was in sight. They slowed down a bit and headed for the healers tent. They stopped the horses and took the bags of the horses. Priscilla walked out in that moment. " What is happening? " she asked. " What's in those bags? " " It's about Lord Hector's strange disease. " Lowen said. " We have found the problem, and a solution. "

End of Chapter

Lemurian 04: That wasn't so bad, was it?

Tobias: Don't celebrate too early. It's up for the reviewers to decide.

Lemurian 04: Precisely. R&R, people!